conuly

You know why?

Poo.

We went to Eliot's house today. Exchanged presents. Ate candy canes. Pooped all over everything.

First Eliot goes in his pants. And on the floor. And I'm keeping baby and Ana back (in lieu of heading upstairs, which didn't seem a good option due to the fact that this is where he was being changed) and also frantically keeping the dog from eating it, because *ew*, thanks very much.

Then Ana goes in *her* pants. More franticness. Then the baby gets accidentally left alone because Eliot goes in his pants again while I'm changing Ana, and we almost forget the third child.

And they always leak all over their pants on the days when you don't *have* pants for them. The days you *do* have spare pants... nuthin'.

And you always get the kid who pees in her pants 10 minutes after dropping enough pee to fill a bucket. Why do they *do* that? They JUST PEED!

Kittens, puppies - they train fast.

Kids... not so much. And I'm sick of it already.