Milestones come in pairs around here.

This week, Leighton finally decided to start walking, and Eva is doing fantastically well with potty-training.

I have been scared out of my mind about potty training. I've been puttering around with it, and she peed on the potty for the first time before she even turned one. And a handful of times since then. But doing it for real? Made me shudder. But after our last trip, I decided it was time. No more waiting for her to tell me - ready or not, I was going to do it. And the first few days were hard because I felt like I had NO idea what I was doing. But today, we were at Melanie's for playgroup and she peed 4 times and even pooped on the potty once there, and then again at home! She never even wet her pull-up until the long car ride home, where she couldn't help it and neither could I. For the first time, she even told me she needed to go. So that's progress. Oh, and sorry for talking about bodily functions on my blog. If it bothers you, I'm sorry - it didn't even cross my mind as being abnormal until I had written that whole paragraph. You know you're a mother if... :)

As for Leighton's walking...this has been a long time coming. He is so heavy and I have grown so tired of carrying him around that I've been praying for a long time he would figure it out. He has been able to take a few steps at a time for several weeks now, but on Monday night he finally did it. He was sitting in the middle of the floor and stood up with no help, and just took off. I was so proud, I thought I would burst. So was he - he was cheering for himself. Ever since then, he has been practicing willingly. He's not to the point where he will walk outside or in public, but he's getting there.

I'm so proud of my babies.