Still Waiting

I'm composing this on my iPod Touch from the bathroom. Why do this? I've run out of other things to do while waiting for Noah to take care of some business. He has not gone since Thursday, so you'd think this would be easy. Plus, he keeps complaining that his belly hurts. I've tried to explain that this will help, but he doesn't seem to persuade him.

I would guess that between today and yesterday Noah an I have spent about 4 years in the bathroom. We have a wastebasket filled with toilet paper after wiping tears and snot.

Better me than Amanda though. She gets this all week.