Thursday, May 31, 2007

SOS!

Someone please help me, I'm being held captive by the potty. I cannot get out of that bathroom for more than maybe 20 minutes at a time with Owen trying to potty train. I'm so sick of sitting on the side of the tub reading the same Little Einsteins book over and over and over and over. Then, if he has to poop, we have to sing songs until he does. It'd be cute if it wasn't so freakin' irritating.
God I hate potty training. It's almost easier to have him in diapers. He's pooped on the potty a couple of times so he seems to be getting much better at making the effort to seek out that pot when he has to go. The problem really does lie in the fact that we have to accompany him each time he goes. That gets old sooo fast. The worst thing is, I can't remember how long this captivity lasts. When can I venture out away from the house with O in tow without risk of accident. It's not the most convenient thing to seek out Costco's bathroom 3 times in a 45min. trip.

Have I mentioned how much I hate potty training?

1 comment:

Miles' parents said...

I was just telling my mom that my only memory of our trip to MO will be being in the bathroom with Jack. I swear that's all I did. As if the trip couldn't get any suckier.