Buying Stock in Kleenex

The entire family has it. Who knows where it came from but it swooped down and landed with a hard thump. Maybe it came because I was mentally cheering that we hadn't been sick in a good two months. We lasted through Christmas and into the new year booger free. Until Wednesday. Fever, sniffles, and coughing manifested itself not only in our little lamb but Mummy too. Never a good sign when Mummy has it too. Daddy to the rescue though! Brad stayed home to help cope with us sickies. We're finally feeling better.
I'm trying not to get a complex but it's a hard thing to avoid sometimes. We've started to toilet train. I'm not sure who's training who though! We think Rowyn is ready and I think she thinks she's ready. She tells us when she's dirty and sits on the toilet like a champ and daycare thinks the timing is right as well. So it's official. Day one went ok. Four wet outfits were sent home with no successes at daycare but we did have a success right before bed as Brad sat singing songs and talking about pee. Same thing on Tuesday and Wednesday. Then Rowyn got sick and is on antibiotics. Needless to say, the antibiotics are doing a number on her and we've had to revert back to putting diapers on. We've spent many an hour on the toilet the last four days, but only tonight for Brad did she go. Why not for me? Who has spent the entire 4 days talking about pee and poo, demonstraiting how to flush and singing the praises of peepee in the toilet. Brad takes the bedtime toilet shift and voila! Pee in the toilet! I should be thanking my stars (which I am) but at the same time Sheesh! There will be many a time in the (near?) future that I'll witness the virtues of peepee in the potty.
We still have to figure out the logistics of public toilets. Advice anyone?

This pic is for Aunt Norma and Uncle Brian.... Eat your heart out Lone Ranger!