Mother's Day

Quite deserved, I should say, too. The house is pending sale after just one week. But the past month has been so rough, I was at my peek of frustration with this place! So much to do! And keeping up after everyone's messes so that the house looked presentable at any given moment was the worst! But little Tristan was my sunshine through the gloom. I invited my sweet A.K. over Saturday for a BBQ (My husband at the grill). She brought a 7lb chocolate cake *yum!* I went to bed that night knowing that the kitchen wad full of dishes, and I didn't care.
Sunday, though, I sat on my bum with my boy in my arms. All day those dishes sat in the sink unattended. I played hide and seek, tag, and explorer with Tristan. His own present to me was genuine, too. He didn't wet a single diaper all day. It was all on the toilet. He didn't even wet himself during his naps. But you want to know what's so funny about that? He won't poop in his little training toilet, only in the big throne and only in the one on the basement level bathroom. He also refuses to just pee in the big toilet, so he'll pee in the training toilet, only if it's in the basement level bathroom and only if I sit on the big one, too. I tried moving his potty to the main floor bathroom and he apparently decided that that room is strictly for baths because he'll hold it till I bring the potty back down the stairs for him. Silly guy. At the end of the day, my father-in-law ended up doing the dishes in my husband's stead (Jerm DID do all the cooking mess.) So I think I had a great mother's day weekend!