It's OFFICIAL - she is daddy's little girl!

Bridget's room had a "campout" yesterday - we'd been talking it up all week and she was very excited asking Monday and Tuesday if it was "camp day" yet. When the day finally came, the teachers didn't mess around! The campout was complete with a tee pee, tents (made by draping sheets they had decorated over tables), a campout lunch, smores for dessert, and a construction paper campfire brought to life with a mini fan and a guitar for singing songs around the campfire.

The kids brought flashlights, a sleeping bag (she brought her Elmo sleeping bad and was the envy of every other two year old - thanks Aunt Kim and Uncle Mark), and a special "friend" (stuffed animal) to come along (I'm sure none of you can guess who Bridget brought)! It was so cute and the kids were so excited that I was super excited to hear all about it when I picked her up. So, without further ado I give you the conversation concerning the campout:

Me: Bridgey! How was the campout?

Bridget: MOMMY!!!! I went POOP ON THE POTTY AT SCHOOL! (Near screaming)

Me: I know, we already high-fived and talked about that, that's great! But, I want to talk about the campout. Did you go in your tent with your sleeping bag?

Bridget: um, yeah.

Me: Did you eat smores and hotdogs and-

Bridget (cutting me off): Mommy, I don't want to talk to [about] camping more. I want to talk to [about] going POOP ON THE POTTY AGAIN.

And, end scene...