Olivia has a fascination with Mommy's undies lately. She always wants to see what color Mommy is going to wear. The other day, I threw on a pair quickly under my robe. From about six feet away, Olivia noticed what Mommy was up to and disappointed that she missed out on the pattern/color selection she ran over, pulled my robe apart, and ran away satisfied with my choice.
This morning it was a Mommy/daughter hour since Daddy is gone working. Olivia was dressed in her yellow shirt with the green birdie, Mommy's embellished jeans, and a patchwork chenille coat. Somebody made a mess in their diaper forcing Mommy to change it once more. We put our socks back on, the jeans back on, and she was ready to go. Mommy resumed her morning routine when Olivia came in to the bedroom, tugging down her pants and pointing at her behind. I could clearly see baby-butt. Oops, Mommy forgot to put on a new diaper!
Olivia has a potty bench with storage areas on both sides of the potty chair. On the right, there is a spool to hold the TP and in the left storage compartment is Olivia's book "Lunch" and her harmonica. What? What's wrong with that?
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