The boys had been using the tub as their toilet. Let that sink in for a moment. Literally. Their TT was on and in all the bath toys. For weeks they had been doing this. Oh the joys of having all boys.
What’s that smell? No, seriously where is it coming from?
Potty training is not my forte. But, somehow I got there, four boys done and dusted, twins and all. But I digress, this post is less about potty training and more about that smell.
Boy moms, you know what I am talking about. The smell in the bathroom, that lingering urine stench. You’ve bleached. You’ve Lysoled and yet it lingers. You’ve gotten down on your hands and knees, scrubbed the floor, the dribble in the front underbelly of the john, you’ve even managed to get to the Bermuda Triangle behind the toilet and next to the sink-you’ve been there and cleaned it. Yet the potent stench remains.
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Kathleen has lived and traveled abroad (with kids) and loves to write about her expat experiences as well as settling into life as an American Mom. Considered bold and free-range, Kathleen is holding tight to her Southern roots and her sanity while raising 4 good boys.
Originally from the New Orleans area, Kathleen and her family now live in NW Arkansas where her life is all about Walmart and American Art and of course the daily chaos of raising 4 boys.
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