First day of preschool.

Wito had a bit of a meltdown, but the school has since called to let me know he is doing just fine and having a great time.

I’m still finding it hard to do much around here, though. I miss that boy.

(Lord, please let him enjoy himself and make friends and um, not wet his pants.)

(Speaking of wet pants, we’re making strides in the potty training department!)

My third installment of our adventure in potty training land (read: hell) is up at Pull-Ups Central. Feel free to read about how Wito’s actions caused a potty training expert to use the phrase, “Oh, dear.” Very promising, that kid!