I have just had possibly the most exhausting day I can remember. Quite apart from the fact that I have a major work deadline tomorrow (work currently undone), my DH is overseas, and we are into our second week of toilet training DS 2.9. He's doing really well; we're in pants, we're out and about with the travel potty and friends' loos, and we only had one pair of wet trousers today...but we have been on and off the potty every 10 minutes all bloody day. Every single time it's a mad dash, because boy can he wee.
Added to which, I came to the realisation today, watching him with his cousin, that he talks loudly non-stop, except when he's eating (not often; he's a sparrow) and asleep (not often; never been a napper). It's very endearing...for the first hour. He's mostly playing fantastical imaginary games with imaginary friends, and I don't want to crush his little spirit. But tonight I am rather tired of it all.
Just tell me it gets better....