Happy Monday, friends! Hope your weekend was a good one. Ours involved easy, natural holiday decorating, two cousins giggling, and a wood stove doing double duty as both a house-warmer and diaper-dryer. It was a good time, indeed.
A note about Huxley and potty-training, to those with littles that would like to chime in with their informed advice. I pretty much had him fully potty trained this summer. My secret weapon was, well, nudity. I’d let him run around free as a bird out here (it’s a seriously private setting), and he had the potty thing down solid. Then cooler weather moved in and clothing returned. In late September, we travelled to NYC, and the traveling naturally required diapers. Then the flu and the ear infection (and its attendant round of antibiotics, and all that taking antibiotics entails) that occurred in November threw our efforts another wrench. So, we’re back to diapers when we’re out, and undies at home, and lots and lots of accidents along the way. Any suggestions from those who’ve been down this path for getting him back on board? I’m in no huge rush, but it would, of course, be nice to have him make forever friends with the loo.
It’s grey and rainy here in the cove today, which has been incredibly conducive to my meeting a writing deadline, and meeting it early, by two days. Gotta love that! I’ve been bitten some kind of hard by the baking bug, and I do believe a bit of fudge and stollen-making are in my immediate future. Along with some spiked eggnog-swilling. Oh, yeah.
Here’s hoping the week ahead is filled with health and happiness for you and yours.