big girl underwear pants

About 2 weeks ago, we ran out to the store for a very exciting first... Gwen got to pick out a package of real underwear. She's been wearing pull ups for a few months now, and had been wearing her cloth training underwear for a while, and doing really well with keeping them dry, so it was time. She was so excited, and I was pretty damn happy too. She picked some nice Mickey Mouse ones:

(Yes, they are "boys underwear." No, I care not a lick.)

After an early, then very slow start, she really did the work of potty training on her own. And in the last two months or so especially, she just got it, it clicked, and that's that. There have been some accidents, of course, but she wears her new underwear in the car to and from school, and has been doing so well. So, I would consider her potty trained. And it blows my mind.

I just can't believe how big my girl is getting. We went for a walk together last night, it was just too nice to stay in, and as usual, Gwen wanted to help walk Daisy (she's been doing that for a while).

But soon that turned into this:

Daisy is such a damn good dog.

(Never fear, Trav and I were always right there.)

My girl. She'll be running off to college before I know it.

Thank goodness, once she got tired from walking, we did this. She's not too big yet.

So yeah, check potty training off the list!