Growing up like gangbusters.

We are potty training up in here, which I won't go into except to say that things are a little tense. Also, we've been home for like four days. And the weather has been LOUSY, which is sort of GREAT and kind of why I picked this stretch of days, but then today when Eleanor was climbing the walls and I was like, LET'S GO TO THE PARK, it rained on us.

So but Eleanor really wanted to go to the park, rain be damned, so we went. And we were there late enough that the pool opened, and we had it to ourselves.

I forgot a bathing suit, because I am not an organized person. Eleanor did not care. She was just so happy to be out of the house that she was chirping, and because the pool was empty, she had both lifeguards to herself as well.

Potty training is stressful, no matter how well your child communicates, and it's hard not to get frustrated with them. Staying at home all day is stressful, too. But Eleanor with an audience is a DELIGHT AND A TREASURE, and reminded me of how fantastic she is.