I smell it everywhere.  If there's a drop on the floor I lean down to see if it has that distinctive odour...  the odour that will lead me on the hunt to find the balled up wet big boy undies...  and eventually the naked son who has tracked over the house with his pee soaked socks.

Is this what my life has been reduced to?  The pee hunter?  The one who continually says, "Do you have to go pee?"  "Do you have to go pee?"  "Do you have to go pee?"  Man, I even annoy myself, I can only imagine how annoying it is for Eph!

We are toilet training.  I had forgotten how much toilet training sucks.  Actually, I think that Keyzia left me delusional.  Wanna know how we trained her?  Left her bum naked with the potty in the room.  Told her she needed to put all of her pee in the potty, and, lo and behold, she did.  Worked great!

Eph?  Not so much. 

Is it a boy thing?  Is it a second child thing?  I'm pretty sure it's an Ephraim thing.

He totally understands the concept.  In fact, he poops everytime in the toilet.  Every.  Stinking. Time.

The pee?  We could find the pee anywhere.  Almost makes me glad we don't have any carpet just yet. 

Now, the past few days he's been doing really really well.  He does great at Sunday school, and great at playgroup.  It's the at home part that doesn't go so well.  The past few days he's at least been making it TO the bathroom.  Onto the toilet is pretty hit and miss.  But, progress, right?  At least it's in the bathroom???

I think I've washed the bathroom rug fourtyhundred* times since Friday.

He stays dry for his entire nap.  He goes when I tell him to go.  And he can get on and off the toilet in this weird climbing all around the rim way before he sits down.  He can take his pants and big boys off all by himself. 

He totally GETS it. 

He just needs to get it in the toilet.

In the meantime, the swiffer wet jet is constantly on standby.  I don't think I've washed these floors so much in the past 9 months that we've been here.  The laundry gets done almost every day, and the toilet is constantly being wiped down.

So, I guess the one good thing of toilet training is how clean the house is.

But, I think I would rather a messy house that isn't permeated with the odour of pee.

Well, I can dream, can't I?

*Yes, I did say fourtyhundred.  But it's okay.  Coolbeans said noon thirty!