Just asked my coworkers if anyone had to use the potty before our next meeting, in case there was any doubt that I’m a mom.
I miss the days when my 2yo didn’t have opinions and I could dress him in whatever I wanted.
*Hears sound in the middle of the night*
Mildly afraid – it’s an intruder.
Absolutely terrified – it’s going to wake my toddler.
If you’re wondering whether an orchid can survive a spin in the washing machine, my 2yo can now tell you it can’t.
My toddler just discovered he can put things in his pants pockets, so laundry should be fun tomorrow.