This was my darling daughter a few days ago, with an outfit she kind of put together herself.
Cute, huh?
I have to keep reminding myself of that over and over and over again.
We are in the throes of potty-training and for some reason she only seems to go number 2 when I put her down for a nap. So then I don't put her down for a nap and she ends up holding it for more that 24 hours. She did number 2 this morning. I thought I was in the clear, because she didn't take a nap yesterday, and hence, didn't go number 2.
Logically, I concluded I was in the clear.
Au contraire.
Big huge, poopy mess.
I totally lost it, I admit it.
But how can I murder a face like this?
They come cute for a reason.