Oh crap. Literally. We're less than 48 hours from our first embarrassing adventure in our new place and we're onto number 2. Again, literally.
**This will be a deleted post before Eliot's old enough to read**
Saturday evening Eliot 'dropped a deuce' and we put it where those go. And haven't been able to use the toilet since. We don't have a plunger so this afternoon R went to our corner market to buy one. They apparently don't sell them but offered to let us borrow theirs if we promised to bring it back.
We are all about building community, folks, no matter the cost of dignity. We're not just going to say hello and introduce ourselves, oh no, we're going to doodoo whatever it takes to create unique bonds that make the Mohr's the #1 memorable new family in the neighborhood.