I keep meaning to write this week and then just run out of time it seems. Anyway, that Monday night game didn't quite end up like I hoped, now did it? Oh, well. Moving on to next week. All is not lost. Blah, Blah, Blah.

Potty training is going okay. Annika can be a stubborn little lass when she wants to, that is for sure. But we did have a big success on Wednesday. She did her first #2 in the potty. Of course then today she had more accidents than successes but we are only a week into this. I expect there to be setbacks every once in a while. She had a good evening with me. We even went to the mall quickly with Auntie Krystle and she went #1 in the public restroom and didn't have any accidents. So, I think it's going okay.

Annika showed Daddy a new trick today for the first time...she crawled out of her crib during nap time...3 separate times. And Kris said she had no problem doing it. Luckily during the day it's light enough in her room that she can see where she's climbing. I'm afraid of her attempting this at night when her room is pretty dark. I'm glad her new big girl bed is coming next weekend. Her sleeping may be disrupted with the new bed but at least I won't have to worry about her falling out the top of her crib. We may have to move most of her toys out of her room though so there is less temptation to get out of bed. More challenges, ah, such fun!

Annika is not only stubborn, she's bossy too. If she wants you to do something or not do something, she will tell you. And most times with attitude that would make a teenager proud. I get to hear "Be quiet, Mommy. Stop talking, Mommy. No singing, Mommy. Come here!" and other lovely phrases quite a bit. Tonight as we were driving to the mall, Auntie Krystle and I were talking and Annika kept telling us to stop talking and be quiet so she could hear her music. So I turned her music up and Krystle and I lowered our voices. That wasn't good enough for Annika though. She wanted absolutely no talking from either of us. So to get her mind off the no talking thing, I told her she was an elephant. Of course she said she wasn't an elephant. So I told her okay, then she was a donkey. She accepted this and agreed to being a donkey. I told her "No, you're not a donkey! You're a little girl!" According to Annika, no, she is not a little girl, she is a donkey and she proceeded to argue with me the rest of the way to the mall (Me: ok, then you're a hippo! Annika: No, I'm a donkey!, etc.) that she was, in fact, a donkey. Yeah. Not sure where the donkey thing came from but at least now we know that Annika is a donkey.

Lately, Annika has been saying "Aloha" to Kris and I. She said it tonight to Auntie Krystle too. Kris and I have no idea where she got that from. Weird.

Annika knows that Daddy's name is Kris. And pretty much any time he leaves a room or I say "Daddy" or sometimes just when Daddy speaks, Annika will say "Daddy. His name is Kris." I tell her yes, Daddy's name is Kris, but we call him Daddy. Kris really doesn't like it when Annika calls him Kris. I told him though that while I, too, would like it if she called us Mommy and Daddy and not by our first names, and I will encourage and enforce that, I'm not going to tell her that she's wrong. Daddy's name is Kris. And if (please God, no) for some reason Annika should ever get lost, I think it's a good thing that she knows what her parents first names are. Paging "Mommy and Daddy" over the intercom is not going to help much. She now knows that my first name is Kristina and she sounds so cute when she says it. She doesn't say it very often, preferring to stick to Mommy with me.

OK, that's all I can think of tonight. I'm off to sleep now. I'm so sleepy!