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poop and pee

I'm so happy to announce that my oldest daughter is officially potty trained. We really thought she'd never poop on the potty but continue to give us 2 soiled pairs of underwear everyday for the rest of her life. But thankfully she figured out "the feeling" and she's got it down pat. She hasn't had an accident for days and days and even sleeps through the night with no problems. So, just one kiddo in diapers now.

My dear Steiner Dad and Mom will be boarding the plane in the morning to head to our home. We're just around the block, really. We just can't believe they are actually going to be sitting on our couch in our home in Xi'an. What a great thing.

This week has gone well with starting back to school. I was so dreading it but it hasn't been so bad. My teacher is really great at speaking clearly and correcting me. It's also nice to be starting back slowly with just 6 hours a week. Lilian is doing great with being away from me and I feel like a better mother when I can have my own time outside of the home. It's a win, win, win situation as Michael Scott would say.

Lilian is making her grand debut today at our school. Lilian will handle it just fine as she's happy to smile and be held by anyone at this point. We'll see how Madeleine handles it. She's pretty protective of her sweetie pie.

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