S is for School, P is for Potty

Right after Daddy left to go work far, far away, I started at a different school. This one is inside and there are lots of rooms with different sized kids in each one. There’s a baby room and a little kids room and a big kid room and even a playground.  My teacher is so nice and I really like this little boy; his name is Baylee, like Aunt Teppies doggie.  We sing and color and eat and play and learn things.  I like school.  I even have my own backpack and mommy put up hooks at Grandma’s house so I can hang it up when I get home.  I go to school three days a week, and even though I miss Mommy I really really really like it.  They even have a potty that is just the right size!   That’s important, you know.  Little kids need a little potty. 

And since I’m telling you about the potty at school, I should pwobly tell you ‘bout potty time at home.  All the big people are very serious about this potty thing—my little potty is in the living room and Mommy went to Walmart and bought me about 100 big girl panties, and even a kitty kat timer that rings when it’s time to sit and pee. I want to just play and play and not stop but Mommy says I need to pee so I try and push it out.  Maybe soon I’ll know when I have to go and then I won’t need the kitty timer.  The good news though is I can feel the poop coming and I make it to the potty.  I get stickers and candy and lots of clapping when I do that.  Grownups are crazy like that.  They get awfully excited about poop.   I wonder if they get happy when they poop.  Hmmm. 

Besides school and potty, I’ve learned the letter C is for crafts.  Mommy went shopping three times already for supplies—even though Grandma has lots of stuff at her house, Mommy had to get more.  I think she just really loves to shop.  But I’m glad because she bought my favorite—googlie eyes!  Anyway, we made rainbows with cereal and we made turtles and caterpillars out of egg cartons.    We made Valentine’s Day cards, too — to send to Daddy and Liz and Grandma and Grandpa and other friends.  I got to paint and eat some of the rainbow cereal and I got all messy.  Good thing I was only wearing a pull-up...and that it was bath night.  (Actually, Daddy, bath nights are just about any night now...I get dirty a lot).

So, that is my alphabet practice for the week.  There are lots more letters, I know, but Mommy is calling me and telling me it is time to go potty again...yikes!  Good night, googly eyed caterpillar!