A Day In the Life

My husband told me I should write a blog after watching an episode of House on the DVR last night. I informed that I had in fact started a blog eons ago, but have failed to keep up with it. So here I am trying my hand again at blogging.

There is nothing more demoralizing than potty training a toddler. Especially when said toddler would rather squat, grunt and fill her Elmo panties with turds than sit on the toilet like a normal person. Some days I just want to collapse on the floor and cry puddles of tears until either; A. I drown in them or B. I float away.

Well, I guess that is it for today considering the aforementioned toddler just brought me a dishtowel covered in poop that she was trying to clean up off the kitchen floor... oh, lord please save me.