Time for Thanks - Day 2

Right at this very moment, it's easy for me to think of what I'm thankful for. I'm thankful I'm in my bedroom and Sam is napping. I'm thankful I'm not shopping with Sam. I am thankful for Sam, but it's much easier to be thankful for him when he's in a contained area, preferably a padded area with nothing breakable and no strangers around to watch him in the (not so) rare instance in which he feels it necessary to pitch a fit.

Really, I adore him. I just enjoy him more when we're not in public.

I'm also thankful that this little guy has tee-teed in the potty twice now. So we know he can do it. Now I just need someone to volunteer to come to my house and take him to the potty constantly for a week...and clean up any messes that might find their way onto my less-than-new carpet...and wash all the loads of wet underwear. I'm sure there will be lots of people jumping at my offer, so I may be forced to do a random drawing. Keep your fingers crossed, people. It just might be your lucky day.


  1. You know how some things get better as you get away from them? Like, "Oh it wasn't that hard to get up five times a night-I got to have the newborn all to myself then." Or, taking three toddlers to the grocery store wasn't hard-it was fun! They learned to count the items and we practiced all our colors at the produce section!" Well-potty training is not one of them for me. I hated it then and hate it now. My kiddos were less than cooperative (I think Abbie did okay), but oh my goodness. I'm telling you -send him to Grandma. That's what I did with James.


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