February 7, 2008

No Poop to Report

Literally. Dylan clearly has to go, but refuses, so we're playing the "I have to go poop!" Cry, whine, jump, wiggle, run to the bathroom, get there, cry, whine "I don't want to poop" and leave the bathroom game. It's going to be a long day.

We did leave the house yesterday, eventually. He did great. We came home mid-outing so he could pee, but aside from that, there was no excitement.

I have a feeling I'm going to spend the ENTIRE day running back and forth to the potty. Wanna come over and entertain me Zach? The poor kid has spent a large amount of the past two days pissed off at being left behind when Dylan and I go running out of the living room like lunatics. A time or two, the forgotten one has even been ripped from my boob, mid slurp. Now THAT did NOT go over well, let me tell you.



Aside from that, I have nothing else interesting to say today. Sorry to disappoint. I did find something that, as soon as I'm done breastfeeding, I'm going to invest in because if milk is not pouring from my boobs, wine should be coming from my bra. I'm sure you'll want one too.

3 comments:

Feener said...

arrgh. the poops and the problems. even though sass has been potty trained for 8 months- we are in a major poop problem. i hear ya. hang in there.

HRH said...

Wow. We are living the dream!

Christy said...

Poor Zach.