No More Diapers!

Noah is finally potty training. We got our air shipment last week and we now have a little potty, and we are ready to live a life without diapers. Noah is doing a pretty good job. He goes to the bathroom about every fifteen minutes, even more when we are in a public place, and he has had only one accident. Okay, he's had two, but I'm calling the second one an on purpose. He wanted to change into a new pair of underwear every time he went to the bathroom and I told him no, we only change if they are wet or messy. The next thing I knew he had wet his pants, and yes, he changed to his Bob the Builder underwear. Which is what he wanted. He is kind of a brat, a smart (manipulative) brat.

We are going to an estancia this weekend. A woman who works at the embassy and her husband own a ranch (estancia) on about 75 acres of land out in the country. They have guest rooms, horses, and lots of room to play. I am sure it will be fun, there will be horseback riding, the kids can run around like maniacs, and we will see a new part of the country.