Peyton’s school doesn’t celebrate Valentine’s (or any other “hallmark” holiday). I sent her to school with her heart sweatshirt, not even thinking about its symbolism. When I came to pick her up, she said, “Hap Val-tine Day” and pointed to the heart on her sweatshirt. It’s funny because we really haven’t been talking too much about it, other than addressing 30 Valentine’s for Brandon’s school. She must love the holiday.
This morning, while getting ready, I had her watch me go potty, for more reinforcement. When she heard the pee in the potty, she said, “OH, I hear it! Good job, Mommy.” Glad I am being congratulated by my kid for going potty in the morning.
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Happy Valentine’s day, everybody!