Potty Training
Other than sleepless nights during the first few months of parenthood, potty training has certainly been one of the most frustrating rights of passage thus far.
I gawk in amazement at parents walking around with potty trained kids.
The endurance.
The patience.
The stamina.
How in the world did they survive?
They're all champions in my eyes.
Potty training sucks.
It took us two grueling months, several breakdowns (by me), and two sticker boards until our son finally put on 'big boy' underwear.
Praise Jesus!
Thank the Lord that I won't be sending him off to Kindergarden with a set of diapers in a couple years.
How in the world did they survive?
They're all champions in my eyes.
Potty training sucks.
It took us two grueling months, several breakdowns (by me), and two sticker boards until our son finally put on 'big boy' underwear.
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| Obviously the little man is a pirate fan |
Thank the Lord that I won't be sending him off to Kindergarden with a set of diapers in a couple years.
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