Day 2 of potty training.
The training is working – on me. I am being trained to ask, “Are your pants dry? Are you dry? Are you still dry? Good for you for being dry. Yay! You’re dry! How about now? Are you dry?”
I hate the sound of my own voice.
DAY 2(11:45am. BOB is standing in the living room, playing quietly.)
MEAre your underpants dry, buddy?
MEDo you need to go pee pee?
(Beat. Sound of urine hitting the floor.)