She makes me want to pull my hair out by the handful.
She pushes me to the very limit of sanity.
I think I've got her licked,
but, nope, I don't.
She's back for round 2 (or round 32).
She makes me long for days of peace and quiet.
Days when I could sit in one place for 5 consecutive minutes.
When my life was a whole lot cleaner.
But the feeling I get when I've taken all she's got,
And victory is mine...
So long, diapers.
Potty training complete.