Why, Why, Why!

Boy, the past week has been full of frustrations galore here!

My van broke down and needs a new transmission -which I can't afford. I need a different vehicle too -also which I can't afford and that has been giving me a lot of stress and anxiety.

Last week, Kurtis was really out-of-sorts and for good reason too. The poor little guy had some big issues with a case of the "poops" which, in turn, gave him a really ugly (boy, I do mean UGLY too) diaper rash so he was in a lot of pain, not sleeping well and therefore, was also really a little crabby appleton from all of that.

Add to that, Maya is still refusing to continue with the next step in her potty training regimen too. We have tried virtually everything we can think of to get her to use the potty for everything -as it is intended to be used, ya know, and she just flat out refuses plus, she won't tell us WHY she won't do this either.

Right now, if we ask her "Why won't you do poppy in the potty?" the answer we keep getting from her is this - "Why?"

And that's what we keep saying to, "Why, why, why?"

If this keeps up, we're soon gonna have to switch to this type of disposable diaper in the future, I fear!