One word-PROCRASTINATION.

Ya, that’s me. Leave it to me to put off something that takes sixty seconds. And when I say put it off, I mean, like, two months. I. am. pathentic.

It all started when my lovely daughter, dunked Woody’s head into her older sisters pee in the potty chair. Ya, the joys of motherhood. I put him up and told the girls he needed to be cleaned. He sat next the sink for two whole months.

I finally got him cleaned and the girls have been carrying him everywhere.

Everyone was happy in the end, but really, I think I can do better than two months.