Jury Duty: The Night Before Everything seems normal. Junior is asleep in his bed. Until 2 A.M. that is. Of course, I have no knowledge of this due to my status as a rock-solid, sound sleeper. I was awoken at 4 A.M. to the sounds of my wife and child arguing. About what, I could not determine. At that hour, it all sounds like jibberish. Apparently, it was an indepth discussion regarding the necessity of the toilet.

Well, now that I'm awake, it's my turn to take Junior to the potty. He's adamant about having to use the toilet at four o'clock in the morning. This is the same kid who, the very day before, just looked at me and smiled as he soiled himself. Talk about a lack of consistency. But to not heed his desire to use the toilet could prove detrimental in the overall scheme of potty training.

All this excitement makes it a bit difficult to drift back to sleep. So I toss and turn for the next couple of hours, just waiting on the familiar buzz of the alarm clock to ensure I make it to court in time to fulfill my civic duty.  ¶ 5:40 PM