Monday in words...
I finished it:
Finally the words found their way up on the wall in Blake's room:
Blake spelling out his own message:
Now for words that pain me. Andrew's cousin Grant took his own life seven years ago. Today would have been his 34th birthday. He is always in our thoughts, but today deserves a special kind of remembrance. I only knew Grant for four years, but he definitely represented the carefree side of Andrew's family. He was strong, charismatic, and was always finding humor in whatever was going on around him. We may just have to have a slice of cake tonight and light a birthday candle in his honor:
The mittens are done. Blake loved them and wore them around the house for a while:
We are well on our way to potty training! Blake loves his potty and is always eager to go through the process. This morning he pooped on the potty for the first time. Without encouragement, he asked to use the potty and did it all by himself. Of course his mommy cheering squad did quite the production, which was followed by a half naked child running room to room jumping up and down. I better get serious about this or I am going to miss the window of opportunity. Here is a video of Blake using the potty for the first time for his daddy: