First, since the so-called experts recommend waiting until your toddler is at an "amiable" or "agreeable" stage of development before potty training, I guess we can in good conscience put off serious efforts on that front with Boy2 till after the baby is born.
Second, the "awwww" moment of the day. Since it was a (relatively) warm day hereabouts, and we were going crazy inside, and naps didn't happen, I mustered my increasingly considerable self and got us all booted, mittened, hatted, etc., and we headed out.
Drumroll, please...Boy1 offered Boy2 a lick of his prized icicle, and they proceeded to spend the next 5 minutes trading licks, smiling at each other, and talking nicely to each other.
Yeah, that's it. That's the whole story. Might not seem like much to those of you whose kids haven't spent the last 2 weeks finding ever-more-devious ways to antagonize each other. But it moved me almost to tears this afternoon. ('Course, that's easier nowadays...even a Hallmark card might do it, bah. Sappy sentimentalism + crazy hormones = ridiculous emotionalism.)
Well. And I hope that those of you reading this have had bright spots in your day as well. Or better yet, an entirely sunshine-flooded week :)