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Our family consists of Paul (aka Daddy or Daddy-Doo). He loves his little girls, wife and family more than anything in the world. Velvet (aka MaMa Velvet or Mommy). I'm a photographer and very happy stay at home Mom who can't get enough time with my little ones! Lily (aka Monster, Stinkerbutt and Sweet Pea). She's a very smart, talkative, opinionated and loving 9 year old! Addison (aka Addi-Doo, Addi Bo Baddy and Turkey Butt). She's 5, spunky, energetic, snuggly, and full of so much sass! Finally, we've got Scarlett (Munchkin Butt, Bo, and The Cheese Monster)! She's 3 years old and enjoys playing by herself, sneaking cheese, and playing pretend with everyone!

Monday, August 26, 2013


Potty training is happening in this house right now.

Not because I've been an awesome Mom who's completely on top of this and on a strict bathroom schedule like I did with Miss Addison.


This one is all Scarlett.

It's been a hectic year with buying a house and my business and many other not so great excuses.

So Pull Ups have won out in the Harriot household.

That is until a week or so ago when Scarlett decided all on her own that she wanted to potty like the big girls!

I'm pretty proud of my little lady.

Accidents still happen of course but they are few and far between and she definitely isn't happy about them!

Which also gives me the opportunity to take photos like this...


Welcome to children embarrassment 101.

I can't wait to show this to her boyfriends.

Scarlett has yet to give us any embarrassing potty stories so I feel inclined to share one of my favorite potty training stories of Lily's.

Lily had been successfully potty training for a while and was learning how to clean herself correctly on her own.  My mantra with her at the time was "please remember to wipe front to back" so as to ensure she was actually clean. After my 1,000th repeat of this statement she finally asked me why I always instructed her to do it a specific way.

Once explained to her why it was important she told me that Daddy never told her to wipe front to back, so I explained to her that Daddy was a big boy and that boys had different "pee pee's" so they didn't have to worry about wiping a specific way like girls do.

That was the end of our potty training conversation.

Or so I thought.

Fast forward 3 hours to when Daddy arrives home from a long day of work.

There stands the sweetest 2 year old Paul had ever seen declaring loudly...

"Mama Velvet says you have a big Pee Pee!"



HORRIBLY misquoted.

My dear, sweet husband, simply responds...

"She's right."

I'm pretty sure I died right then and there.

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