Best Dream Ever!!!!

Millie had a late nap Saturday. Not only was it late, but it was long. Like, almost 4 hours long. Millie has always been a champion napper, but sometimes we have to wake her up so that she will go to sleep at night. When we realized that her nap was reaching the 4 hour mark, John went into her room to wake her up. I could hear them talking for a while and then they came out. John had the following conversation with Millie:

John: Wake up Millie

Millie: Hi, Daddy.

John: You slept for a long time. What did you dream about?

Millie: Jesus.

John: Oh, you did? What did you do with Jesus?

Millie: We played hide and seek. Jesus tickled me and He was funny.

John: Did you have fun playing with Jesus?

Millie: Yes. Jesus is my friend. He loves me.

I don't know about you, but to me that sounds like the best dream ever! I have no doubt that Millie, and all children everywhere, still have a really close relationship with Jesus. I am grateful that He loves little children so much. His love for them leads me to believe that He also has a sense of humor. At least I hope so. Why, do you ask? Because that night while Millie was saying her bedtime prayer, she said; "Please bless Daddy poop, Mommy poop, and Roofie poop".

Potty trained before three....good job Millie!

MILLIE IS COMPLETELY POTTY TRAINED!!!!!!!! It's about time. I was hoping to have her potty trained by 2, but now she is 2 1/2. I have been trying to get her potty trained for almost a year. Was I faithfully diligent in trying to potty train her every day over the last year.....no. So I certainly am partially responsible for how long it has taken. I had just tried everything I could think of and it didn't seem to work. I even made it super comfortable for her on the toilet and let her play games. Still.....nothing. So you could say I mentally gave up and was not going to push it anymore. However, about four weeks ago, after a trip to Grandma and Grandpa Goodell's, I decided that it was time to put on my game face and put more effort into getting her potty trained. Well, after hours of sitting by her while she sat on the potty, asking her every 5 minutes if she had to go, finding her hiding under the table after going in her panties, rushing her to the toilet, and countless underwear scrubbing sessions in the bathroom sink, it finally just made sense to her. I am so proud of her!!! We don't even have any accidents during the night. (knock on wood) She wakes up every morning and tells me she has to go potty. She even holds it when we are out of the house shopping, at Church, or just driving around, until I can get her to a bathroom. She is so proud of herself when she goes in her potty. She calls it her "potty train". Way to go Millie!!!! You really are a BIG GIRL now!

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