Shitty start to the day
Literally. My beautiful, bright daughter will still not poop on the potty. She stays dry all day and even overnight somtimes, but she refuses to do No. 2 on the toilet.
*sigh*
So, I'm helping her get dressed and get ready to take off the night-time pullup for daytime clothes and stick not one, not two, but yes, three fingers into a big old steaming pullup full of poo.
Lets toss in some cramps for fun, too. Oh yeah, and a passel (how do you spell passel?) of stories that I have to work on today and have done in the next week and we have a rip-roaring good start to the day.
*sighing again*
It will actually be fine. I have my stories mostly under control, so that is good. Off to run some errands for some retail therapy and then back to the grind. Yippee.
*sigh*
So, I'm helping her get dressed and get ready to take off the night-time pullup for daytime clothes and stick not one, not two, but yes, three fingers into a big old steaming pullup full of poo.
Lets toss in some cramps for fun, too. Oh yeah, and a passel (how do you spell passel?) of stories that I have to work on today and have done in the next week and we have a rip-roaring good start to the day.
*sighing again*
It will actually be fine. I have my stories mostly under control, so that is good. Off to run some errands for some retail therapy and then back to the grind. Yippee.
2 Comments:
At 11:07 AM, March 30, 2006,
El Capitan said…
Ah, the joys of toilet training. What other rite of passage carries as much inherent risk of turning kids into psychological whackazoids in their later years!
I could go into horror stories of potty training from my family, but they all involve poo, so let's just leave them alone.
Best of luck, there. That can't be pleasant or easy.
At 12:10 PM, March 30, 2006,
Rachelle Jones said…
you and I need to go out for a chocolate lunch today, and then be sent to bed....
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