I'm doing a little potty-learning experiment today. Emma hasn't shown interest in using the potty, which is fine, but, after reading an article in LLL's recent magazine about it, I decided maybe I should try to encourage her a little more. This morning we bought another potty - one for the living room, one for the bathroom - and some big girl panties. Emma was so excited. The trouble was she couldn't decide which pair to wear. After about fifteen minutes of "No, BLUE unnerway-er! No, PINK unnerway-er! No, WHITE unnerway-er!", she finally stuck with the blue ones. So far we've had one accident, ending with a couple of drops into the potty. When it came time for her nap, she got me twice by saying, "Emma pee potty!" and running in to go. Seeing that she really had no interest in anything other than avoiding her nap, I finally wised up and put on a diaper. I guess we'll stick with this for a few days and see if she starts showing any interest. If not, we'll pack up the unnerway-er for a later date.

Remember how I said I was knitting two pairs of socks? Well, I've decided to frog one of them. I've been in denial, but I can no longer overlook the fact that these are the ugliest socks ever. They were supposed to be for my dad, but I don't want to insult him by giving him these socks and actually expecting him to wear them. For your veiwing pleasure, here is a picture of the World's Most Hideous Sock.

Today is my birthday - the big 27. Okay, so it's really not that big of a birthday. However, Steve did mention on the phone earlier that he went shopping on his lunch break. Sweet!