Life of Pee

I have to admit that my husband gave me the idea for this blog post.  You see, we have been bum deep in potty training.  Everyone has said that training a girl is easier.  However, my daughter is her mama's girl with a mind of her own.

Our first inclination of this was when she decided to walk.  One day when she was around 15 months,  she stood up, ran across the living room twice and sat back down.  She then refused to do it again.  Even with us holding her hands.  She had decided it wasn't all it was cracked up to be and liked crawling better.  It took her a good 2 1/2 weeks to decide she wanted to try it again.

I should have taken that as an indication for how potty training was going to go with her.  Alas, hindsight is well, hindsight.  Kevin had been wanting to get going on the whole potty training thing because he cringed every time we had to buy a box of diapers.  So, armed with potty treats, new panties, and Elmo potty time, we threw a potty party.  She loved the treats and Elmo but she could take or leave the whole potty thing.  That was about 6 months ago.

Finally, I brought in the big guns, Nana.  She was up here visiting and she took her to potty boot camp. We also talked about how we were giving the rest of her diapers to a baby girl who is friends of ours.  Nana promises of princess panties and Papa's cheers when she went helped.  But, finally, she just decided she was done with diapers.

Now she had found it is fun to use the potty.  Especially when we are out and about.  She has started this game where she has to go "really bad" whenever we go to a new store.  She then admires the potty, discusses whether it is a self flush or not (which she doesn't like because it robs her of the flushy fun) and if she can reach the soap and paper towels.  She squeezes out a bit at each spot to make it legitimate.  Yep, she's that good.

I even tried to curb this new adventure with a in car potty, thinking it would not be so exciting.  Wrong again.  Silly mommy, any potty novelty is going to make a fun game.  She has also decided that the training potty is too "yiddle" and must go to afore mentioned baby.  She hovers pretty well too but I am waiting for the day when the inevitable slip happens.

So, needless to say, diapers are gone from our house.  It feels good.  Sheets are getting washed more often and sometimes we have a multiple outfit day.  But, for the most part, I think we finally can let the fat lady sing.