Yes, you read that right! So, here's the story...Jane tried to poop in the tub last night, again, and I grabbed her halfway in time to get it in the training potty instead of the tub (halfway in time, as in half of it didn't make it to the potty). And I told her "you poo poo in the potty, not in the tub" as all this was happening. I didn't think she really got it, but I hoped she did.
So tonight the same scenario begins to unfold and I decided to ask her outright, "Do you want to go poo poo in the potty?", and she responds by saying, "Da!", which I take to mean "yeah". So I pick her up out of the tub and put her on the potty and she just goes like a grown-up. I called Scott into the bathroom so he could witness this little miracle with me. She was nudey and wet sitting on the training potty doing her business with a grunty little smile. It was just adorable! Scott and I almost took a picture of her handiwork but decided against it. We all know what it looks like and probably don't need reminders. But we do need a picture of her on the potty. Now that would be cute and some great teenage blackmail material.
So tonight the same scenario begins to unfold and I decided to ask her outright, "Do you want to go poo poo in the potty?", and she responds by saying, "Da!", which I take to mean "yeah". So I pick her up out of the tub and put her on the potty and she just goes like a grown-up. I called Scott into the bathroom so he could witness this little miracle with me. She was nudey and wet sitting on the training potty doing her business with a grunty little smile. It was just adorable! Scott and I almost took a picture of her handiwork but decided against it. We all know what it looks like and probably don't need reminders. But we do need a picture of her on the potty. Now that would be cute and some great teenage blackmail material.
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