Stop Me If You've Heard This One Before
May 05, 2010
I just spent the past two and a half hours working on an post, and just when I was alllllmost happy with it, I went off in search of a different post from my archives to link to as some necessary background information. Which I found. And read. And realized that rather than being "background information," it was the EXACT SAME FUCKING POST.
Seriously. I just wrote a post that I'd already written. But didn't realize I'd already written. I'm my own plagiarist. Or the world's most senile hack. I'm really confusing myself right now. I thought I was writing about a story that happened last night, but right there in my archives is evidence that the same thing happened a few weeks ago and I already told you about it, practically word for word. My life is in reruns and I didn't even notice.
Anyway. Sorry for that Moment of Meta, but holy crap, that was weird. And now you're like, OKAY, SO DO YOU HAVE A STORY TO TELL US TODAY OR NOT, which is a very fair question, and I'm guessing the story of HEY ONE TIME I WROTE A POST AND THEN REALIZED I ALREADY WROTE A REMARKABLY SIMILAR POST SO I DELETED IT THE END is not the compelling sort of story you're hoping for.
So. Let's see. Results from yesterday's adventure in exploratory potty training were...mixed, to say the least. I kind of forgot that little things like needing to leave the house really upset the process, as does taking your eyes off your child for a SINGLE SPLIT SECOND. They will sitting on the potty when you go to let the dog out, but will most definitely NOT be sitting on the potty when you return from letting the dog out.
They will, however, be peeing. Oh, yes, they well.
Ezra seemed a little frustrated by the end of the day so I figured maybe we'd back off and try again this weekend, or over the summer, but then the sitter came this morning and around 10 am was all, "he just pooped on the potty" like it was no big thing. So...I don't know what the hell is going on. Jesus, I once wrote an entire heart-wrenching post about something that I thought was so momentously important that I completely forgot that the whole momentously important thing already fucking happened to me already. The kid might have been potty-trained six goddamn months ago, for all I know.
Wait, he's WALKING? When did that happen?