The Big Day

Today was the day. The big day. The day of reckoning. It was "say good bye to Pull Ups and hello to big boy underwear" day.

I spent the entire day following around a blonde wearing nothing but smirking cartoon characters on his bum. At first there were many triumphant moments with hugs, cheers and high fives. But slowly those moments transitioned into moments of defeat with soiled carpet, stained underwear and tired tears.

After 9 agonizing hours of bearing down, grunting and whining the two year old declared, "It's not working." With the smell of ammonia burned in my nostrils, I agreed.

So in the end we reached an epiphany...we had an entire box of Pull Ups in the closet we hated to waste, therefor... Maybe we will give it another attempt when he is twenty-one, so we could ease the process with fruity concoctions.