Banner Day

Today, Scott and I put up our twelfth Christmas tree together, our fourth with a baby somewhere in the vicinity.

Conner took her first steps, four in a row, across the living room floor, all by herself - very casually, I might add, while eating a handful of cheerios. When she stopped, she cast a sidelong glance at me, giving me the sly eye, to see if I'd noticed. I had. Much cheering and she was satisfied, and apparently felt no need to repeat her feat.

Maryn ran about the house naked for an hour. Yippee! Naked hour. Insisted on being photographed sans pants in front of the tree. We watched a Dana Carey tape many years ago about it with no idea we'd have the live version right in our living room one day.

Then, drum roll please, SHE WENT PEE PEE IN THE POTTY!!!! HOORAY!!!!

So, now we're having a pee pee in the potty party tomorrow (say THAT three times fast). We promised. "Are we going to have a pee pee party, Mom?" was the first thing she said besides, "Say yay again, Mom."

The things I get excited about these days.