Potty training is going to kill me

I don't know how much longer I can take this whole potty training business. Every time Elle has a wet diaper there is crying, whining, yelling and stomping around. And that's just from Joseph.

For some reason Joseph has become emotionally invested in Elle's potty training success. It's only 9:30 in the morning and he's already cried twice today about Elle having wet diapers. I'm trying to remind Elle to use the potty chair and gently pointing out that she's a big girl and big girls go potty on the potty chair and not in their diapers and the entire time Joseph is waling in the background. It's added an interesting dimension to the whole thing.

I've been thinking of just letting Elle run wild and free without a diaper for while but I'm not sure that's such a good idea what with our house going on the market tomorrow. It's hard enough for me to keep the house clean without having to worry about pee puddles all over the place.

The fact is that Elle seems pretty indifferent to the whole thing. She seems happy when she manages to pee on the potty but she also seems just as happy to go in her diaper. Even my repeated reminders that "Cinderella likes it when big girls go potty on the potty chair" don't really seem to be having an effect. Princess potty training is not turning out to be the raging success I thought it would be. Sigh.

Our realtor is coming over in a little bit to take pictures of the house for the online listing so I suppose I better go make the beds (something I NEVER do) and make sure the hand towel hanging up in the bathroom matches the decor. Because that's the thing that's going to sell this house. We may live across the street from drug dealers but at least our hand towels match the rest of our bathroom decor.

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