mommyhood, potty training

Potty Distress

I officially started potty-training T.Puzzle. He pooped three times. Not one of these episodes made it into the toilet.


You can see by the photo that it is going awesome. This post is short because I have much to do. I have to start brainstorming fundraising ideas to cover future costs. I figure either at some point little T.Puzzle will sue me for emotional distress or I will need to pay for the scores of therapists to repair the damage that potty-training (and his mother) caused him. Or, I just might invest in a winery and drink the profits….