Pottytraining

Several things happened these last few months. Magnus gave up his pacifier, he started kindergarden, and we started pottytraining.

I do not like pottytraining, but I do appreciate that we have a washing machine in our apartment. This picture was one that Samuel insisted that I take. He thought is was such a funny sight. But this is what happens when someone poohs in their bed. Maybe I should also have taken a picture of the newly washed floor and the bed that I scrubbed.

At least my house gets cleaned more when we pottytrain.

Fortunately Oliver, the monkey, and the sheep survived the wash with no problems at all.