Trudging

Things here are moving along by "baby steps". This last weekend was a doozy between Jack's potty training and teething (he's getting his 2-year-old molars in finally!), and church stuff. But, I keep telling myself that this insane toddlerhood business can't last forever. Jack is a good kid, and normally pretty easygoing, but when his teeth hurt, he gets soooo grumpy, and then he doesn't take naps, which turns him into a little monster. I'm a bit worn out by it all, and am definitely looking forward to the weekend when David is home during the day and we can tag-team the kiddos.

Jack's stubborness is slowing his potty-training progress a little, so I've upped the stakes and have placed a highly desirable Matchbox dump truck set on top of the TV as a prize for 7 days without accidents. Here's hoping it works!