(From my journal to Jacob)
Potty training didn't go well today. You never went on the potty. You want your diapers.
Tonight we were playing and trying to count. We were trying to get you to count to four. You kept saying, "One, two... two, one..." then you just suddenly said, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10" without hesitating. Your dad and I were laughing so hard!
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