It is that time again...
Fall? No...
Canning? No...
Painting, Sewing, Jogging...Nope, Nada, Nah!
It is...
Potty Training time...for the 5th and last (I'm presuming anyway) time.
But I of course being the prim and proper parent would never do this...
Meet Capitan UnderPants!
I would not send my baby to grandma's in his Cookie Monster underwear and red rubber boots...nope, would not do that, it would not be civilized!
He seldom goes to Grandma's without some sort of container to collect treasures in...
Why rubber boots when it is not raining? I hear you wondering...
It of course would not be that it is much easier to clean pee out of rubber boots than it is out of leather tennis shoes...no that would never be my reasoning...that would be just a little icky!
I of course as a parent would not worry about the amount of laundry potty training causes, therefore forgoing pants for the next month or so. I would never be so insensitive to the tender baby legs that might get scratched on the pasture grass or any potential scraped knees...no I am a much more tender mother than that!
Nor would I assault the sensitives of any stray UPS driver that might meander up our dead end drive...
Bye Baby...have fun at grandma's!
Another thing that a sensible parent like I would never ever do...
I would never look at these pictures and realize that today it is potty training...
Tomorrow...College!
I would not then proceed to start to cry and have to stop posting while I composed myself...
No that is just not me...
Oh who am I kidding? That is just exactly like me.
Bye bye baby...mama will miss you.
Sniffff...
Come see what else we are NOT doing!
