Watching the Yankees lose drains me of motivation to blog.
Charlie is completely potty trained at home. He's been in undies for over two months now. We go out all weekend and take long day trips without a diaper in sight. For some reason he just can't get with the program while he's at daycare. The obvious reason would be that there are too many distractions - that he's just having too much fun and doing too many things to be bothered with going. That makes sense in theory, but then wouldn't that same logic apply for the Renaissance Festival and the zoo? It just doesn't make any sense at all.
We tried the undies at school thing last month and failed miserably. I decided that this is going to be the week. Yesterday he went through four pairs of pants. I think part of the problem is that I feel bad making his teachers deal with it, but how is he ever going to learn if we don't just bite the bullet and say "hey, you have to wear big boy undies to school!" Maybe it will take a few days of wet pants and discomfort.
So wish him luck. I have a feeling I'm going to be doing a lot of laundry this week.
