Left alone...

Here's what happens when we all think that the other one is watching Cameron. That's an entire bag of goldfish, a stale bag of marshmallows (her absolute favorite snack - not that she gets them often), a couple boxes of saran wrap, and some old chips, all scattered around her. She had goldfish imprints on her butt when she got up.

On another front, we've started potty training. I bought her a little Baby Bjorn potty a few weeks back and just let her play with it, sit on it, put the pot on her head, etc. It had been put away in the cabinet for a few days when she went into the bathroom and started repeating "potty" over and over. So we got it out and I put her on it, and low and behold she actually went. Now I'm just trying to take her in there every so often and get her used to it. So far so good though. Oh, the things that we get excited about now...