Progress

Vivian is my alarm clock.  Each morning she wakes me as she loudly calls out something from her crib.  This morning, the words were of the loveliest sort, "MOMMMMYYYYY!  I love youuuu!!"  She said it again and again until I was able to peel myself out of bed.  It was very sweet.  Sometimes she'll yell, "Is it morning?" She's really getting big, and she keeps telling me, "I am NOT a baby anymore.  I'm a big kid."  She demonstrated this today during my workout by coming upstairs to take herself potty, and she didn't just make a little "tinkle music" as we call it.  I was so proud of her.  Henry got tucked in for nap time, and I said, "Buddy, can you even believe that you are about to be a school boy in preschool?"  He said, "Don't worry, Mom.  You won't be alone when everyone goes to school.  God will be with you."  Wow!  What profound words from such a small boy.  Well, I have my big girls and a friend dropping homemade oatmeal chocolate chip cookie dough onto a cookie sheet, so I better run.