I'm going to make this post short, but there's nothing sweet about it...
Life with a toddler and a dog who goes by instinct only is rough.
Life with a toddler who is learning to poo in the toilet and a dog who goes by instinct only can be disgusting.
Incident number one:
Gigi is outside in a dress with nothing on underneath.
She's supposed to tell us if she needs to go to the potty.
She's found naked, smeared in something brown.
When I ask her "what happened to you?" she responds with "I go poo poo outside like Lola!"
My next response is "Chad, get the hose out!"
Incident number two:
Gigi is sitting in the living room on her portable plastic potty seat.
She has a poo in the potty!
She and I rush to the bathroom to do the whole wipin' thing.
We return to the living room approximately 1 minute later.
Poo is gone.
Lola is licking her chops.
So, when you feel like your life has gone to crap, just remember...
mine actually has.