Reverse Mode

Child #2 is so much more dramatic than child #1. Maybe the difference from boy to girl? Maybe birth order? Maybe God really does have a sense of humor? 

 

We're potty training, and my stubborn little lady only wants to do it her way, and in her time. Sometimes, that means in the nude... Sometimes, she requires warm hugs while she does her business... Sometimes you have to count for her, and then other times you're not welcome within a 10 ft radius. 

Today was a new one, though. Today was reverse mode. But hey, as long as I hear tinkles - I'm happy.