WE HAVE A POTTY TRAINED BOY! It is truly a miracle, and like most other things with this boy, proceeded at an unnaturally fast pace. One day he was standing next to us, looking us in the eye as he peed, screaming that he did NOT want to wear undies, the next, he decided he would ONLY use the big potty, learned how to sit up and on the back and for 2 full days we've had a child going on his own. He didn't even pee the bed through the night! He is just like his mama: stubborn (to a fault at times), determined, and accepts a challenge with an iron will. Nothing will get in the way of what he decides to do. I am the proudest mama bear ever!

We are having some fun tantrums and t has a truly inhuman amount of energy. That's the worst of it though. He is talking, well. He's so observant, he is hyper-aware of people's energy and intuitive about what's going on. It's a beautiful thing. I just hope he doesn't grow up too fast! He's such a smart little boy! He is going to be ahead of others his age, I can already feel it.

Side note:

Growth is awesome. Getting older is wonderful. Feeling comfortable in my own skin and confident in where the choices I've made have led me is the purest form of joy I know. The older I get. the more I feel like emotional discontent and dissatisfaction kind of level out. I feel a physical shift: things that once were huge and important fade into the background or disappear altogether. Things that are small and simple take up greater space in my everyday routines. It's nice, the way experience moves us through our trials, aids our maturation and little by little is our becoming. It's funny how our parents are right about so many things, how we often circle back to those instinctive less taken, less glamorous roads that we didn't follow the first time...how life and God direct us where we need to go and to exactly who we need to be, eventually.