Usually when John has to go potty, wherever he is he'll drop his pants around his ankles, tuck his shirt up under his chin and hold it there (to get it out of the way) and then he'll shuffle like that over to the chair. Hasn't quite figured out that it would much easier to just walk over to the chair and then do that! Ha.

Last night while Rhonda was getting supper ready, I was on the couch reading a book with Hanna, and I saw John go over to the chair (which we have by the front door), turn around and drop his pants, then sort of backed up to the chair while starting to sit down...and he missed, came up a bit short. Fell on the floor on his bum. Ha. Shouldn't laugh I suppose, but it was cute.

I hit a deer on the way home from work last night. Eek! That was a little unnerving. Luckily there didn't seem to be any damage to the car. It was on Radisson where the road curves around by the airport. I was doing between 40 and 50 mph. All of a sudden this shape materialized in my headlights, barely had time to get the brakes and WHUMP. So, I don't know what happened to the deer, and when I got home I didn't notice any big dents.

Hanna is not going to have a good day. She has a doctor appt, and is scheduled to get 4 shots. She screams at getting one shot, 4 is not going to sit well with her. Poor girl.

Sue wrote on her note that for snacks yesterday they had mandarin oranges, and John said "I'm an orange Cookie Monster!"

We have this read-along cassette tape of The Fox and the Hound from Disney, and John really likes listening to it. Hanna is not quite ready to sit through something like that. And in car, we got this cassette from the library of the book MopTop, and John wants to listen to that over and over.