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Potty-training: saving money on diapers you immediately spend on toilet paper and paper towels.
Danny (handing me a terrifying T-Rex toy): Mommy, that you.
Me: WHAT? Why?
Danny (handing me a tiny T-Rex): And that me.
Me: Awwwwww.
It’s taken a long time, but I think I’m starting to understand the love language of boys.
The Baby just pulled poop covered raisins out of his diaper and threw them around the room during his “nap”. So yes, I think now is the right time to start potty training.
Signs you are not a great housekeeper: You see a blueberry roll to the floor. You look down and don’t immediately see it. You assume it no longer exists.
#lazyoptimist
Me: Why don’t we get a cool washcloth for your head if it’s hurting.
Josh: What’s a washcloth?
#momfail
Me: You are going to make so many friends at preschool.
Danny: No I not. I work alone.
Who is this kid?
Doing a puzzle with The Baby (19 months)
Me: Where does this piece go?
Joel: Potty! Potty!
You can see we’re in the potty-training groove.
#onetrackmind #eyesontheprize