Hmmmm

Not to get too gross, but it appears we've finally turned the corner on potty training. It's been three weeks since I've had to clean her up. Three years in the making. Now I know how Stanley Kubrick felt when he was able to sit down and watch his first complete rough cut. There's more refinement in the process, but for now I've had three solid weeks of not having to reason with the kid that she needs to use the bathroom and not her pants. Someday my sense of smell will return. Probably about the same time we have a second kid.