Potty Training: Take 5,324

Seriously. We have been potty training Carter off and on for 2 1/2 years now. Can't a girl get a break? We were doing really well before he broke his leg, and now that it's off, we are potty training again. I'm not sure it should really be called potty training. More like full-on bribery. By now, he knows what to do, he just doesn't care to do it. I have no idea why. Well, I do, but that's a whole other story (basically my payback for being a horrible child to my parents - kids be good to your parents!). Anyways, the final trick up my sleeve was to make it a competition between him and Samantha. He loves a good competition. I have always joked that I would end up potty training them together and now it has come back to bite me in the butt. We are now on day 3 of the Chaplin potty training competition and Samantha is kicking butt! Not even 2 years old and she is doing fabulously (I really think she is God's way of telling me it's ok to have more kids). I won't go into details, because blogging about this sort of thing in the past has brought nothing but trouble. I will leave it at this: There may be a time in the near future when I am diaper-free. I know it will be short lived if it happens. There may also be a time in the future when I have 3 kids in diapers and no sanity or hair left. We'll see.