Dressing herself, big girl panties and shrubs....

 

All I can say is that yesterday proved to be a big test for my mommy as to how much patience she really has. It started as a wonderful day at home, hanging out and playing. When it came time to get dressed I insisted on doing it myself, as I am a big girl now and want to establish my independence. I don't know how adults do it. This proved to be the most frustrating task I have ever taken on. Above you can see my end result. Mommy praised me anyways and helped me out.

After attempting to dress myself, I insisted that it was time to put on my big girl Dora panties. Mommy asked me if I was sure I was ready, and I insisted that I was. Reluctantly, my mommy allowed me to wear my Dora panties and out we went to the front yard so mommy could work on the shrubs. While she worked, I playing with my sidewalk chalk and had a blast.
After about 30 minutes mommy noticed that my pants looked wet. She asked me if I went pee pee in my pants and I said no. She took me in anyways and layed me down to take off my pants. To her surprise I had diahrrea poo poo everywhere. It got all over mommy, the white carpet, etc. Mommy calmly called daddy into the room and rest is history....
Lesson for the day, put a towel down when potty training your child and be ready for anything to happen!!!

At least the shrubs looked good, right?

Daddy needs a Doctor....That's me!

 For those of you that don't already know, daddy had a bike accident on thursday night that left him with a broken collarbone, possible torn ligaments in his shoulder and several strawberries. It was a little scary to see my daddy hurting so badly but mommy and daddy both assurred me that he would be ok. When I woke up friday morning I was a little confused, as I had just seen him the night before when he tucked me into bed and he was just fine. Mommy had to explain to me that daddy had gone to ride his bike after putting me to bed in attempt to get some extra training in for his upcoming MS 150 ride.
She then explained to me that while daddy was riding down a hill he hit a varment and flew over the handle bars. Poor daddy. I really tried as hard as I could to make him feel better.

Here I am taking daddy's temperature. I then came to the conclusion that he did have a temp and needed some medicine.

After giving him medicine I decided I better listen to his heart...

After playing doctor I decided daddy needed some distraction from feeling bad. Here we are building a tent on the bed. I had so much fun with him. Hope you feel better, Daddy.