The other night I forgot to give Izzy her breathing treatment before bed (she has to do it for a month because she had bronchitis). Clay and I were getting ready for bed and we heard a knock on our door. Izzy came in and reminded us that we forgot to do her treatment, so we gave it to her and sent her back to bed. The next morning I told her I was glad that she was such a big girl to remember that and to come tell us. She then said, "Yeah, I was laying in bed and I remembered we forgot to do it. And I really didn't want to but I knew it was the right thing to do." (This is the part where my mommy pride swelled beyond belief) I told her how proud I was of her for doing the right thing. This just goes to show that I must be doing a good job as a mommy.
A bunch of us went to go see the midnight showing of Breaking Dawn pt. 1. We had such a blast. It was a super fun evening. And since it was so late, we were a bit tired, and got a little goofy on the way home. I haven't laughed so much in a while. It was awesome.