Poop Everywhere

I've been incredibly busy this summer—promoting my first novel, gathering together everything in preparation to launch my second novel, incorporating edits from my editor in a third novel, drafting a fourth novel, all while acting as the primary caregiver of my two small children. I'm really looking forward to the school year starting back up in September.

So naturally, I figure this week would be an excellent time to start potty training my daughter. The first two days were a bit of a disaster. There were definitely more accidents than successes. For all of our sanity, we pulled back out the pull-ups for the weekend so I could take a break from cleaning up pee puddles.

To be honest, she's catching on pretty quickly. She would much rather wear her pink princess panties and loves the praise she gets for sitting on her little potty seat. Still, all that cuteness doesn't take all of the crappiness out of cleaning poop off of the floor (and walls—that takes talent!) when she wasn't able to make it to the potty in time...again.

On the bright side, at least we don't have carpet.