By Heather O.
Just a thought.
I’m not sure which is worse–cleaning up your child’s urine from the floor, or cleaning it off your other child.
Not to worry, though. She’s been effectively distratced from the toilet by the bag of salad she pulled out of the grocery bag, and is delighted to discover that it makes a nice crunching noise as she drags it along with while crawling down the hall. And isn’t the hallway the perfect place for a bag of salad?
Well, at my house it is. Back off, Martha.
At least Little Sister is feeling good enough that she is no longer crying at the top of her lungs in half an hour intervals Progress, people. Progress.
Oh, how I need a vacation….