I was all ready to write an enthusiastic post about Margot peeing on the potty this morning but then my internet (and cable and phone service) was out for the entire day and I was forced, by the universe no doubt (or at least as interpreted by my BFF) to take a little internet vacation.
And I should have known better than to plan a post about success in potty training because apparently the peeing in the potty because Mommy was doing it at the same time was a one-time thing.
But earlier this evening, she handed me piece of her crap.
And she's right. That is much more interesting to hear about than a little piss in a tiny plastic potty.