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Saturday, 24 July 2010 |
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For those of you that know me you will know that potty training is the absolute bane of my existence. After Nolan, I vowed that Greyson would potty train himself because I simply am NOT doing it. He can go to college in diapers.....I am seriously NOT doing it. Of course Grey has different plans and last week decided that he liked the potty and wanted to sit on it. The kicker of course is that he wants me to take him. OK...deep breath....I can do this....No problem, whatever...sit away I say. This weekend he wants me to take him every 10 minutes and he is actually peeing on the potty. OK, great...whatever.....pee away....we will be doing this for 20 more years we've been through this before....it's nothing to get excited about (Yes, Cynical me.....completely defeated from potty training...this is no joke people....I HATE IT!!!!) Then today after our 25th trip in and out of the potty he looks at me and says "Potty momma". OK....deep breath....I'll put you up there so you can sit tall, smile at me and plot....how can I make mommy lose what little sanity she has left? Next thing I know the kid IS ACTUALLY POOPING ON THE POTTY!!!!!!! Not a little....the whole deal! WOWSERS....this can't possibly be my child....I mean I still have 3 years to go before I'm still yelling at him to stop dancing and go, right??? I'm telling you, when they say the Lord works in mysterious ways....this is what he meant!!!! I don't even care if this is a phase.....my kid decided he had to go and go he did!!!!!! Have a special treat today and celebrate this is a proud, proud day in the Manly house. -Kathleen :)
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