As I type this it is 8:10pm on Wednesday night. I don’t know if you know this, but I think hell hath frozen over. Here’s why. Andy asked to go to bed at 7pm. 7pm! And HE asked. I didn’t have to chase him and read fifteen hundred stories. Then stand at the door counting down from 30 and then closing the door to him whining. Yep, so that’s why hell has for sure frozen over. Reason number two hell has frozen over is that, on day three of potty training, we have had 1 small minor accident Tuesday and other than that, he has peed and pooped on the toilet like a champ. I may or may not have cried after his first poop. He was just so proud! But! We have yet to leave the house sooooo potty training has yet to really be tested. Like I said, hell, frozen over! As a slightly seasoned parent, there are these small moments that occur in which you stop yourself from feeling that sense of accomplishment because you know you will pay for it later. Like, Andy will either wake up right as I lay down to go to sleep …

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