Let me preface this post with Hudson telling me on our way to the store, “you look a little rough though and that bun”. I wish I was making this up but seriously I feel more exhausted and impatient than I did when we brought Knox home as a newborn.
Potty training is the worst. We’ve been through three pairs of underwear, one meltdown, and two standing pees that ended very badly. I’ve never cleaned as many toilets and floors as I did today. Seriously. He missed the toilet then stepped in the pee and then walk around pretty much every surface in my house. The day is only half over… trying to stay positive and not drown in urine or drink an entire bottle of wine.