I'm shaking my head as I type. Click, click, shake. Click, click, shake.
Really? Is this what it's come to? Has my life's ambition been reduced to teaching other creatures/humans to defecate in the proper place? And then to top it off, I'm writing about it. Click, click, shake.
I must have been high when I thought it was a good idea to potty train Corinne while training Zero. Today I've cleaned up more fecal manner than a zoo keeper. I thank God, and our land lady, that our carpet is brown. Because by all appearances it seems as if Corinne and Zero have conspired against me. Zero, who I'm convinced is mentally retarded at this point or way too inbred, seemed to be house broken for the last three days. But today he lifted up his little paw and stuck up his middle claw at me, followed by peeing on the kitchen floor while I made breakfast. Then Corinne decided to get back at me for attempting to potty train her today by taking a giant dump in the bath tub. I'm not sure who was angrier, me or Taylor, who was sitting in the bath next to her. I don't think it was an accident either. Pretty sure it was her way of saying, "Up yours, lady. Tame this!"
At any rate, I'm done. Tomorrow Zero will be locked in the garage for most of the day while I'm gone, and Corinne will have a diaper on the whole day. I'll regroup and start again on Thursday.
6 comments:
I would train the dog first, then Corinne.
Poor Taylor in the bath!!!
Sometimes that's all you can do. I say regroup after Christmas.
Merry Christmas, Pollards!
Christmas presents...good potty bribes! Hang in there. You're a terrific mommy.
Hahahaha this was fabulous to read because I have SO been going through this since this summer. First with Ryan, now with Andi. Man, it's exhausting.
you could have a kid like mine and poop outside because he said he was a dog. No joke. Gotta love two year olds.
Ohhh...so not fun! You are so right. Take that break. I'll take dealing with dirty diaper over dirty carpet any day.
Merry Poop-free Christmas to you!
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