Potty Training and Capitalism
Potty Training and Capitalism
“My Bobbie was potty trained by 13 months”
The wicked lady drawled
As she cast a sideways glance
My direction
The glance
~was noted!
My 2 year old daughter toddled around
The palpable silence
Conspicuously diapered
My wounded motherhood
Bled silently
As I vowed to the sky,
“…as God is my witness
My daughter will be trained!!!”
I worked
Begged
Bribed
Spanked
Threatened
But,
Potty Training is a Myth!!!
And…
when she finally
decided
magically
the diapers disappeared
only because she wanted the cool pull-ups
on TV
Two points for capitalism
And motherhood loses in overtime…
As I smiled slyly
When my second daughter was born
And waited patiently
For the TV to work its magic…
I’m not a bad mother,
I’m just a devoted capitalist!
Copyright © Kim Irvine | Year Posted 2009
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