Last night before bed Grace squeezed her eyes shut and said, "Mom, I have to tell you something." I braced myself for something earth-shattering. She said, "I've decided that I don't want to be a doctor anymore. I want to be an author and illustrator instead." I've been trying to subtly brain-wash her on the doctor thing, but apparently to no avail. Obviously, she's keen to my tactics since she seemed to know I might take it badly. Personally, I think Grace will be a brilliant author and illustrator! (But, I'll continue to push med school as a plan B!).
Zara went pee-pee in the potty for the first time this morning. She said, "Poop." I asked, "Do you want to sit on the potty?" She marched right over and sat down, and after a few minutes, she did it. She received big cheers from her mommy ... and a Tootsie Pop. Later, she said, "Want sucker." I told her she needed to go on the potty first. She tried, but no luck that time!
These girls make me so incredibly proud. Tired, but proud. So thankful...
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