I so love my children. They definitely keep me on my toes. Yesterday my youngest decided she wanted to nap in the buff and removed her diaper and took a nap. When we got her up from her nap she went on the potty twice. So exciting, both of the twins are showing signs of wanting to potty train. But then today, our little man was walking hand in hand with his big sister and tripped. He hit his face and his tooth cut his lip. I feel so bad for him, it looks painful. I am guessing the adage "boys will be boys" is fitting for his age. He has no fear and is defiantly a daredevil.