Saturday, September 18, 2010
Grandma, Graham and I took a road trip to DeeDee and Ethan's to check out a fiber festival (wool-- not bran).
It was a long ride, and Graham had a potty training triumph-- he drank about 20 ounces of water during the trip and made it to Geneva before needing to go. Which he did on the sidewalk leading up to their apartment. He was pleased to show DeeDee his puddle and wouldn't continue inside until we redressed him. At least he has some semblance of modesty!
Sadly the fiber festival was a bust -- two year olds don't have much interest in yarn. But we did get to go on a nice birdwatching walk (where we think we interuppted a drug deal) and we had a nice dinner at Aunt Lorraine and Uncle David's. I also survived about a six meltdowns as a solo parent, so I am chalking the weekend up as a win.