Are we already to mid-September? August was a good month.
Summer reading at its finest: "Go, Dog! Go!"
My blond kids.
When I was twelve (or fourteen or sixteen) my friend Juliet saw an image of me as a mom. In her mind's eye she saw me in a long flowing skirt and my kids had blond hair. I thought that was so funny since I had such dark hair. And now I love their golden tresses. 
Fishing for the lure.
(So that he could get back to fishing for fish, of course.)
And just a few visual reminders of important elements of potty training.
The charts.
The potty seat keeper.
The all-important basket of underpants.
"Millie, go grab a pair of E's underpants!"
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Is that basket full? That's a whole lot of underwear!
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