We’ve been waiting for this day, for a long time.
Years.
My youngest – and final – child has finally figured out how to poop in the potty. (pardon the scientific jargon. I mean “take a dump.”)
This is a Good Thing, right?
But wait. Now she does it ever five minutes. I swear this child has pooped ten times today. In fact, she interrupted the writing of this post with poop. See, you can’t just poop – you have to show somebody. Without a witness, you can’t get to the Much Rejoicing part.
This child has to be the cleanest thing in this house, if you know what I mean. But her eyes are still brown.
Anyway, what a great way to finish the year! I’m thinking I’ve bought my last case of pullups.
That’s awesome. I wish my oldest would quit his pullups. He only averages one or two a day, but STILL. At least there’s rarely poop in said pullups.
Much rejoicing is to be had in our house as well. We are finally, FINALLY, finished with diapers, after 15 long years.
Awww! My daughters tell me that they have to ‘drop the kids off at the pool’. I guess it’s a little more appropriate than announcing that it’s time to take the Browns to the SuperBowl!
My littlest one ONLY goes poop in the pull-up. Guess it’s an improvement over the Fecal Fingerpainting of yesteryear…
And the rain WILL stop. As with all the weather phenomena in Texas: just wait five minutes or so – it will change!