Ok, so during the day today I took the kids to checkout area preschools/daycares so I could actually get some work done. We’re only looking at 2-3 days a week, so it’s not gonna cost us a fortune.
Anyway, Amy came along to visit the last one for the day (which, by the way, we never entered… something about a daycare being in a stripmall between a tattoo parlor and a dive bar). We ended up going back to the one I liked the most, so Amy could meet the director and checkout the facility.
Shortly after Jak had his bottle before his evening nap, he was playing with one of Elli’s toys grunting because no matter how hard he pushed the button, the toy wouldn’t come on (lack of batteries). He gave up on it pretty quick and walked over to the drawer where we keep his diapers. He opened the drawer and walked over to Amy and I, laughed, fell on his butt and then rolled over…
The grunting was not his frustration with the toy, he was baking brownies
The funny part was not only did he know he had left us a package, but he knew to grab a diaper and get in the position!
I have a feeling potty training Jak, like everything else, is going to be a million times easier than it was with Elli
