This is who I get to spend the day with:

It's a good thing I like her, because she is not so good at keeping her promises. Nearly every day, she sneaks a poo in her diaper in the morning before I get the chance to get her into some underwear. (The rest of the time she sneaks it into her underwear.) Then later in the day, she will ask, "When I poop and pee in the potty it makes you so happy?" (Not that she's ever deposited a #2 there...) "Yes. It would make me extremely happy," I tell her. Then she says, "I will poop in the potty tomorrow. Okay?" Every time she says it, I can feel a faint glimmer of hope. Someday, she will make good on that promise. And then I will jump for joy.