Dry Spell

There's still dishes in the sink.

And crap on the counters.

Sticky stuff on the floor.

Laundry to fold... and put away.

Bills to pay.

Errands to run.

Games to play.

Rooms to organize.

But... there's no longer a diaper to change.

I can't decide if I'm happy or sad. Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled at the prospect of never wiping a nasty tush again, but it is just one more sign that my little munchkins aren't so little anymore. After being day trained since we did 3 Day Potty training last June she's been wearing diapers only at naptime and bedtime. It's better than all the time, especially since she rarely did more than pee in them, but it still sucked to buy diapers. Finally this week I decided to try again and put her in undies all the time. She did pee one night, but only because I forgot to take her potty before I went to bed. Other than that we've had 6 dry nights which makes me very happy... and sad. Now I'll have more time to not clean or organize!