I'm not sure what I expected of this day. I am not sure why I thought I could smack some big girl panties on them and just have them start using the potty! It seems so simple, so elemental! Of course, I understand that it's completely new to them- My head knows that. But every other fiber in my being wants to just shove all of this nonsense away and let them figure it out when they get to high school. Surely they could potty train themselves by then.
I feel utterly battle worn! How is it that parents potty train their kids... like all the time?! (I guess that's why there are a gazillion self-help books on the topic)
I'm really hoping tomorrow will be better. That someone will actually relieve themselves in the froggy potties! Because I am utterly bored! No one is getting it, and we are stuck here until they do! This seems like it could go on forever! I need some hope! (or a stiff drink!)
But even though I am frustrated beyond all reason, aren't they still adorable? I can't help but laugh at how excited they get to put on their "crunchy pants." (Those plastic waterproof pants seem to be from a bygone era)