Elizabeth is finally wanting to use the potty and is not having a lot of accidents. She's dangled this carrot in front of me before but I think this is it. (Shh,don't tell her I'm hopeful or she'll pee on my pillow or something, just to put me in my place.)
You're probably wondering what this has to do with my eyebrows. Since my presence is required and I must stay in the bathroom for the entire 10 minutes of Beth being "almost done mommy!", I have an enormous amount of time to study my eyebrows in the mirror. Why is this a bad thing, you say. Well, I have some problems with over plucking my poor, poor eyebrows. I've even been known to cut off 1/2 of an eyebrow before. Accidentally, of course, but still. That's what I get for using finger nail clippers to trim them. And let me tell you, it is SO MUCH FUN to walk around w/ only 1/2 of an eyebrow.
Thus far I've been able to restrain myself, but it's only been 3 days. I foresee months of my presence being required during potty time. I'm sure that I'll end up looking like one of those old ladies that draws her eyebrows on with an oily eyebrow pencil over gobs of shiny pancake makeup.
Quick, someone take away my tweezers!!!
