That's where I am in my life. Instead of feeling like a creative force to be reckoned with, I am drained dry by the mundane.
My little assistant tricked me. He started off potty-training remarkably well. So naturally, I began to feel relieved . . . and proud of my fantastic parenting skills.
Fast forward a couple of weeks. Me, gagging uncontrollably while trying to wash mushy poop out of tiny Lightning McQueen underwear. (Too much info perhaps?)
Enter bribery. One prize for one poop IN the potty.
Is this really my life?
(By the way, we are still pre-prize winning. He has yet to obtain one of these fantastic items. Now to find somewhere high to put them . . . )
(By the way, we are still pre-prize winning. He has yet to obtain one of these fantastic items. Now to find somewhere high to put them . . . )
Good luck. I do not envy you!
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