Not a lot of words today. Just this:

And our monthly family picture:

Look at my big girl. She used the potty and wore panties that whole day to mark the occasion.

Yes I know the basketball is weirdly proportioned in my drawing. But it’s not a real basketball. It’s a giant blow up one. That, yes, Isabelle pounces on.

I’d run away too if Isabelle was always grabbing my butt.