Today was our company's "Take Your Child to Work" Day. Allie loved it, though she really just came for an hour and then for pizza. She was happy that there were no crying babies. It's funny, though, since when Allie was Julia's age, I brought her for this day!

The girls are doing really well. We were just starting to be convinced that Julia was past her biting stage (though I still have the mark from when she bit my arm two months ago). And then she bit me tonight because Greg and Allie were going to the store and she wasn't going.

On the plus side, (ALERT: Don't read further if you don't want to hear a potty story!), Julia was acting like she wanted to use the toilet the other night. So I went upstairs, got the potty chair, and Greg took off her diaper. Sure enough, she sat down and looked for something to read.

Or at least looked like she wanted to find something to read. In any event, she said down and peed! What a prodigy. She's only 21 months. Which means, of course, that she probably won't do it again for another year.