
This maybe one of the most aggrevating experiences possible. This 2-year-old child of mine has completely manipulated our morning routine. I am 30 years older than he is but he has me following him around with Scooby-Doo undies touting the comfort of cotton against his bottom instead of a pull-up. I have praised and pleaded, begged and threatened, but nothing will sway him. Until today....
One little orange dum-dum sucker equals one big boy poopie in the potty. I gave that kid a sucker at 7:30 this morning, BEFORE his breakfast. And I did not have to change yet another poopy diaper so I don't give a fuck.
Hell, we're going to my mom's house this afternoon, might as well start the sugar feed early.
I am exhausted...
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