Then Again, Maybe Not

Pretty lousy day on the potty training front. Doesn't make for an exciting post or anything, but I feel the need to shatter anyone's lingering illusions that all is rainbows and unicorns over here. We had a good run of three days, and then today hit. I woke up with this feeling of dread, too, so now of course I wonder if I didn't jinx it? The more rational explanation is that Danny is testing our resolve. He's really good at it, too. And despite how frustrated I have gotten today, I am determined that this time, there is no going back. Danny's new mantra is, "Maybe tomorrow." Indeed.