I knew this day would come! Logan has overcome his fear of pooping in the potty! Eric and I actually cheered, did a little dance, and offered him whatever he wanted to celebrate the momentous occasion. He took two fruit gums (Starbursts), which somehow felt a little anti-climatic, but, hey, Logan was happy. It's only been two weeks, but dealing with his squealing fearfully every time he felt like he had to poo has made the time feel like an eternity.
Auden's two bottom incisors have been having a race to see who surfaces first...and tonight it appears that the right bottom one has won. Poor guy has been a little uncomfortable what with the tooth-cutting and the nose-running, but he's darn near inconsolable when you unclog his nose with the aspirator. Babies sure hate that.
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