Little Sales Diva

My Grandma had a yard sale last weekend, so I decided to go and sell a few things of my own. Whitney and I decided to bake a few batches of cookies and sell them for a quarter a piece. Well, little did I know that she would take this seriously. She sat at her table for two days and if she did leave for any reason, she found someone to take over and gave specific instructions. When the cookie sales were dipping, she decorated some with morning glory (which I caught and strongly discouraged), held up her cookie sign, and carried a cookie around on a napkin to show the future customers. I thought it was hilarious! Nonetheless, she ended up with over $28.00 of, I think, hard-earned cash.

Potty Mania

Well, I'm in the middle of potty-training Belle. As you can see, she knows exactly where the underwear goes! It's moving along very slowly and I cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel as of yet. "Why are you training her now?" you may ask. I was not planning on doing this for at least another year, but she is insistant of throwing any items in her diaper on the floor. I couldn't duct tape her diaper on like I did Whitney because she doesn't take her diaper off...she digs under and drives her mother insane. I am keeping remarkably calm; I am very impressed with me!