Poop Bounty

With a 2 year-old and one more on the way at the end of July, I'm in a perpetual potty-training hell. Taking care of "#1" was easy. Currently there is roughly a 3-chocolate-chip/one-half popsicle bounty on poo that actually makes it into the toilet. This has been an uphill battle between us and the hazmat special ops team at day-care. It's lovely that she knows where to potty, how to potty, is not afraid of the potty, and still is more comfortable squatting in some dark corner or behind a wall of pillows and dropping a log into her panties.

*sigh*

Sometime, perhaps 3 or 4 years from now, We will have the biggest, most awesome, potty-training-is-over-forever party you've ever seen. I can see a bonfire on the beach where we burn old panties and undies, and a bountiful feast of chocolate chips and popsicles for all. Everyone will be invited. Friends, family, and even you - as long as you're not a creepy internet stalker/pedophile (I'll have to ask you to use your best judgment). It will be awesome.