Once upon a time there was a little boy who was old enough to be potty trained. However, when the time was right, Mommy was in the middle of nursing school and also expecting a baby, so she put off training for a few months. After having the baby and graduating as a LPN, the time was still right to potty train, so Mommy started the daunting task. However, she soon found out she was expecting again, and this time, her energy levels were poor. But she still started the potty training, and made some progress. Then she fell on the ice and fractured her right elbow. Unable to move her right arm, potty training was again put on hold. Weeks passed and her arm was finally useable again. However, by this time, Mommy had her first job as an LPN and was very tired from expecting baby #4. So, potty training was off and on for several months. By this time, the little boy lost interest in pottying. The diaper was easier to use. However, when the little boy turned 3, Mommy talked him into being a "big kid" and tried harder than ever. But because she was so great with child, the task was more difficult than ever. Now that baby #4 is here, Mommy has 3 boys in diapers. Because money talks (about $60 a month in diapers) Mommy is VERY motivated to finish this stinky task. Now the baby brother is 18 months old, and when Mommy says "Potty time" he often starts running to the bathroom. So...who will be potty trained first? 3 1/2 year old big brother, or 18 month old little brother? Or should Mommy wait until 6 week old baby brother is ready and just train them all together?..........Naaah.
Finally, in the doghouse-literally. There were seven kids here running around, so it was easy for Carson and his cousin to slip off unnoticed. After the alert went out to the big people that Carson was missing, we looked everywhere to no avail. I was standing near the doghouse, and thought just maybe....Sure enough! Aaron and Carson were enjoying a snack of not-so-ripe apples they found on the ground from the tree in the backyard. I guess they thought if they hid in the doghouse they could sneak more bites of yucky apples before someone found them.
