It's not about the kids. It's not about the job. It's not about religion or politics.
Unless, of course, I want it to be.
Three Cheers for Cheerios
Still not convinced this is *it*, but a few handfuls of Cheerios seems to have sparked a renewed interest in the potty for the Little Dude. He's happily drenched them six times over the last four days -- including two consecutive times today (well 3:30am and then 6:30am). This Mommy is hopeful.