ROLLERCOASTER

Seriously, there is no other way to describe potty training.

High point:
Two days ago, Madeline had zero accidents while we spent the day at the Children's Museum.

Low point:
Today, she had three accidents while we shopped. Stores will now cringe when they see us approaching.

I honestly think I would have cried if I wasn't with my friend Jaime, who reminded me that the first three weeks of potty training her daughter were from the place that would freeze over if my daughter was truly potty-trained in 10 days.

She reminded me it's totally unrealistic to not have accidents in public places which made me feel better. Or at least not break down in sobs at the mall's food court playground.

However, I still would like to send Madeline's drenches undies there in a hand basket. That would really make me feel better.