Miranda Finally First

Miranda is never the first to do anything. She isn't fastest. Or strongest. Or academically smartest. She is last to buckle in, to eat, to fall asleep, and in make believe games she is always the baby or baby sister or baby kitty. She is never the mom or big sister. I find it sad and frustrating. She actually doesn't seem to mind. (To her credit, she IS better at making friends than her siblings, by compromising more and reaching out in non bossy way. And she is much more imaginative and creative than her siblings being able to make us stories for hours on her own.)

Then about two weeks ago, I realized that she had been waking up with dry pull up at night. I asked her if she wanted to try without one and she said yes. She has not had one accident since then. I told her that not only was she done with pull ups forever, but she was done with "sleep diapers" at a younger age than anyone else in the family. (Parker used them until he was 5 and Elizabeth still really needs one every night.)

You should have seen the look on her face. She was so damn proud. She started dancing around, singing, and smiling. For a kid that never cares about being last, she was thrilled with being first.