I am waving the white flag.
It’s harder than having a six week old, a c-section recovery, and your father dying. Yea, that was me a few weeks after the above picture was taken in October 2007.
It’s harder than that.
Some days, I can’t do it.
I turn on Word World for the boys and cry in the bathroom. There, I admit it, internets. Sometimes, I cry in my bathroom while I medicate my sons with PBS television.
Some say you need a village to raise a child?
I need the army, navy, and marines to come in here and get these two wild boys potty-trained. In the words of Sir Monkey, “I don’t go no potty! I love my diaper!”