Today Anna went through eight pairs of princess underpants, and I cleaned up accidents from the following locations: the floor of every room in the house (except the bathroom), a box of Wedgits, the seat on Doug’s drum set, the kids’ room at my gym, and to add insult to injury, the shoe tray in the mudroom (where, for once, I actually put my shoes).

I think it’s safe to say Anna’s first day of potty training went straight down the crapper.