Mackenzie

Ah, My Mackaroni. That's Mack's recent nickname. Every meal, without fail, he'll ask for Macaroni to eat (you know, the Kraft Dinner kind). He's obsessed with KD. It's his absolute fave. We're in the middle of potty training Mack and for once, it's actually going somewhere. He's now out of diapers. We're doing well with the pull-ups (for number ones though, number twos are a huge other story). For the longest time he refused to even wear a pull-up and then we laid low for a while and he said last Friday night, "No more diapers" so we switched him into pull-ups first thing on Saturday morning. It was night and day, let me tell you.

One of the times I was taking him to the bathroom, I had to go as well. He went first, and we've been making a big deal about it - "Yey Mackenzie! Way to go! Good job!" that kind of thing. Anyhow, I went to the bathroom after him and when I was done, he turned to me and said "Way to go Mommy - good job!" I almost peed my pants of laughter. It was just too cute.

Mack is our class clown. Always laughs. I love it.

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Mackenzie has recently turned 155, 156, 3 years/36 months, 157, 158, and 159 weeks old.

He's getting to be such a big boy, and is maturing by the day. He's also maturing in the water, and has been very daring lately with jumping in and stuff like that. He's still my sensitive one though. We love him for every thing that he is. Love you Mackaroni!