Adventures in potty training

First I want to thank my mother for teaching me how to successfully poop and pee in a toilet. I don't think many people stop and thank their mothers for this skill, that is until they have to actually teach another human being how to do it. Not just another human being, but a small one, one that was happy to poop while watching cartoons and have you wipe their ass. 
If you too are embarking on the potty training ride, I recommend a call to your Mom and thanking her first. At least you might have a little good karma to start with. Second, make sure to have a butt load of extra undies, pants, shorts and socks before starting. This is vital, so start working on that pile of laundry you've been neglecting. I myself did not do either of these things and can tell you I'm a dummy.
We are only on day 2 of potty training with E-man and out of underwear.  Here's the thing, I didn't plan this very well. E-man's school is also potty training him and I sent extra clothes to keep there and didn't leave enough for him at the house. I feel like I'm always catching up instead of getting ahead of the game lately. Potty training is just making it glaringly obvious. 
I texted my sister telling her about my potty woes and she just laughs. As a mother of four boys I'm sure she figures she has the right to laugh at a noob just figuring it out. Although she annoys me with her superior attitude she made me laugh hysterically (laughing so hard my hubby was giving me weird looks) with her personal potty training anecdotes. 
Sister:  "The one thing i hated was cutting them off of juice by a certain time of night . They always acted like they just got back from the Sahara."
And,
"Or the innocent face when u ask them, and they clearly smell like shit, 'did you wipe?'".
The thing about it is that even though it's tough it gives E-man and I a few minutes every half hour to connect.  You are literally forced to stop anything you are doing and sit with them and wait. So we read books and sing songs. Just before bed E-man was sitting on the toilet giggling and reached over to give me a kiss. In the midst of my frustration he broke through and reminded me what it's all about. His sweetness makes me grateful for the moment, my beautiful son and all of a sudden there is no where else I'd rather be than sitting on the bathroom floor, waiting for him to pee.