Welcome to my little ol' blog. I'll be upfront about it: I don't blog very often any more. If you found your way here because you read my book "Trailer Life," have a gander! But it's easier to keep up with me on Instagram or on my Facebook page. I have this long, drawn out theory on why I'm a terrible blogger, but that is a story for another day. Enjoy the ramblings of my life from the last 8 years or so.

Monday, April 20, 2009

I Can Hear the Hallelujah Chorus!

Guess who is COMPLETELY potty trained? AND, guess who walked within a reasonable distance of his mother while in the grocery store and at the air show, without causing undue stress or nagging? Oh ya baby, Ed is my favorite kid this week. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I can hear the hallelujah chorus. I am walking on cloud nine. I am in awe of how much better I feel about life with my Ed. He still had a hard time going to nursery at church, which is more often than not. He knows how to get out of nursery legitimately, too. " I need to go potty!" Wonderful. I don't even care (much) that he didn't produce anything that time. Yay, Ed! (Sorry about the haircut buddy. It's looking a little... funky. It'll grow, and from now on, Dad will do it.)


  1. Ok. If he is potty trained and is starting to mind, I vote we keep him. But of course it's up to you and CR.

  2. PS If you vote against me, I would like some time to say good bye.