Sebastian and I took a break from potty training this weekend to visit Brett's family in southern Missouri. We had great intentions of remaining consistent with big boy underwear despite the change of scenery because they also have wooden floors. HA!
However, we had the diaper of the year. My gracious MIL didn't chide me for throwing that pair out. I didn't even know where to start.
We're back at home now enjoying the peaceful atmosphere only your own potty can offer. Am I right?