New Moon

The moon has been shining bright over on Planet Pink the last two days. Princess #3's moon that is. Yes, we are in the throes of potty training. I've never actually gone the commando route before. I've known other moms who swear by it (admittedly most of them boy moms), but I've never been brave enough to give it a try. Princess #3 has left us no choice.

I don't buy Pull-Ups or anything like that, so the only options in this house are diapers or panties. Trouble ensues when panties are treated exactly like diapers. Sigh. So, off they came. As cute as I think little toddlers tushies can be, I'm getting kinda tired of seeing one all.day.long. But, it's working.

I think tomorrow we might be ready to venture into more acceptable undergarments, that is, actually WEARING some. Until then, I shall be amused at the image of my Princess' bare bum flying through the air as she lies across the swing on her belly. Too bad I'm not near my camera. That is some serious black mail fodder.