Another crazy day...

So yesterday when I picked up Ethan from his grandparents, they told me he did fabulously with potty training at their house.  WHAT??? Why are kids so eager to please everyone but their own parents????  *sigh* I have to admit that he did do a good job.  We went to the store and he tried to go, but was too worried about getting the special cart to really go.  But he did hold it until we got home..and then he went like a big boy!  I was so proud of him!!! He really seemed to be all about it.  But of course, as with anything, all good things come to an end and 20 minutes later he pooped in his pants.  *sigh* Well....baby steps are good, right?

Which is worse??? Teens or Toddlers???

I've been asking myself this question for quite some time now.  My toddler is going through the potty training phase and it hasn't gone well at all.  Granted, we're doing better than we were say, 6 months ago, but we don't seem to be moving forward with any consistency.  Ethan has taken to being stubborn and deciding that sometimes he likes the idea and others, well, let's just say that he isn't going to do it to make me happy.  The kid is strong willed...unlike anything I've ever had to deal with.  His brother was so much easier to potty train!  At least that is what I keep telling myself!  This back and forth between going in the potty and going in his pants is going to drive me insane...or so I think.

Then there's Blake.  My darling teenager.  Oh the days of being in teenage angst!  I remember those days well, but it seems like everything is different. I thought I was hip, up to speed with what is cool and what is totally lame.  Not according to him.  Nothing I do, nothing I say is ever right!  I find myself in tears after he's gone back to his dad's because I miss my little boy that adored his mommy no matter how screwy she was.  He's been replaced by this emotional and foreign person that I no longer understand or know how to reach.  I feel like I'm losing him to his dad, and that hurts in a way I never knew I could hurt.  I know it's all a part of growing up, but being on this side of things is not for the faint of heart!

So, how do YOU handle your toddlers and teens?  Which one do you think is more difficult?