New in the news today: Child's beloved Bear isn't Potty trained.
Also, Bears around the house contemplate New years diet resolution.

That's right folks. The new Winnie the Pooh isn't potty trained. Caleb has requested that a diaper be put on it for nap and bedtime. I'm not sure of the motivation, maybe he doesn't want to be the only one to blame for any accidents that might occur in the bed.

This was funny enough, but that also leads to the second story. The size 4 diaper barely fit the bear. The bear will have to lose some weight to fit into the diaper more comfortably. However, when the bear was consulted, his response was "With a hefty, happy appetite, I'm a hefty, happy Pooh." (Song from Winnie the Pooh and the honey tree, where pooh eats too much honey to get out of rabbit's house and gets stuck in the doorway until he loses the weight again.)

Josh has been extra tickly the last few days. Caleb is getting in on the tickling action. Josh loves it.

Well, I have to go find my other tennis shoe so that I can get things done.