I had a busy day yesterday, and I didn't manage to get my dishes done. I'm usually pretty good about getting them done promptly after every meal, but yesterday there just wasn't time to do more than pile them into the sink and wash off the table and counter tops. So here I am today with all of yesterday's dishes, this mornings dishes, and a dishwasher that wasn't quite full enough to run with dishes from day before yesterday. Lots of dishes to wash. Along comes my sweet two year old. He somehow managed to poop around his pull-up (it was on crooked) and onto my counter top, and my last clean washcloth. There seems to be an inevitability about these things, doesn't there. Oh well, I'd better see if I can hunt something else to clean up with. Later people.
6 comments:
Pull ups suck! Be brave Renae, go bare bottom!
oh my, this makes me want to never potty train erik! to me, at this point, i'm like, dude. is it really worth the effort? nope, not so much. i'll just change the stinkin' (pun intended) diapers.
lydia put the pull up on him. and he went pee all by himself with out being prompted the other day. and the idea of only one in diapers is great.
How are you all coming on the whole name thing?
If certain forces can get a Norman in the Justice's name, it seems to me like you, the mom, of all people ought to be able to get a Harlan in this time.
The Harlan is happening, that much is certain. I REALLY want to name this child for Monson too. Not because he happens to be the prophet, so much as he is just the awesomest human ever. I'm having a hard time getting that one though. I may have to resort to the double middle name again, just to get it. Ugh.
Shouldn't you get the finally vote? I've seen your ankles. You deserve something special for enduring that!
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