If I Don't Pull My Hair Out First

I'd love to blog right now.

I'd love to write a post that would make you laugh until your sides hurt.

I'd love to be witty and silly and possibly a little thought provoking and spiritual.

However, I'm potty training. Tait. And. Camille. At. The. Same. Time.

Lord, please have mercy and please give me an extra shot of patience.

For the record, Tait is loving it. Camille, however, only wants to wear her Minnie Mouse panties and NOT TAKE THEM OFF. When she sits on the potty, she screams if she has to take her panties off. Um, seriously, darling, the whole point of this little project is NOT to tee tee in the panties. And I'd like for her NOT to tee tee on the Pottery Barn Kids chair that Santa brought. And preferably NOT tee tee on me.

I know. I ask for a lot.

So, for the next couple of days, I'll be pretty occupied by 2 little girls running around in Minnie Mouse panties. I'm praying for patience, very few mopping the floor opportunities, and minor Minnie Mouse panty accidents.

Thankyouverymuch for your thoughts and prayers.