Potty Training. I despise it, but that’s what we were doing this past weekend. And apparently what we are doing this week as well. I’m about as comfy as I can get for doing laundry all day, every day; comfortable enough for sitting around waiting for my child to need to use the bathroom. The only bright spot (other than my pants) is that this. is. it. No more diapers. No more potty training. It’s the end of a very long marathon, and I can almost see the finish line!