I often think bringing up kids is equal to training circus animals. As bad as it sounds, it is true – you beg them, cajole them, cheer them and threaten them to get things done.

We have embarked on one such training – the big one – potty training. We read about it (and it exactly is circus animal training) and armed with details about consistency and cheering for good behavior we started this journey. It is a long one and we are still walking down the lane. But this post isn’t about the training,

It is about ahem my cheering squad. One fine day, I took a potty break and with a toddler in the house – I rarely close my bathroom door. When I got done with the job I heard a little voice say “Yay! Yay! Yay! Good job mommy” “Flush and wash hands”

Ahem