Jayne has been begging me to let her go potty for months. I've been too scared to even think about potty-training a two year old that I just kept putting it off. She has been trying to train herself by going on the potty after we change her diaper. Once I realized that she really could do it... I decided to go for it. Out came the training pants and the
froggy potty.
She was thrilled that we were letting her
finally be a big girl! She loves the
froggy potty and hasn't turned back! We had to go and buy some pull ups for night time because she would not allow us to put her diaper on.
Day three she was going all on her own with
zero accidents! She was pretty proud of herself.
I think the
minnie panties had something to do with the excitement of potty training. She didn't want to get
minnie wet or messy or she would be sad. sad. sad.
As I was taking her 'potty princess' pictures she asked me to take a picture of her big
owies. She refused to hold my hand in the parking lot on the way into the grocery store and learned the hard way that asphalt really hurts. She now has a red nose and a red chin from where she met the road face to face. Poor thing.
I firmly believe that Heavenly Father is helping her with her potty success. He knows that I need at least one child to give me an easy job with the training! I am so thankful for this smart little girl!
She was thrilled that we were letting her finally be a big girl! She loves the froggy potty and hasn't turned back! We had to go and buy some pull ups for night time because she would not allow us to put her diaper on.
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That is tremendously awesome. I keep hearing these mythical stories of children who train themselves at very young ages, but I confess I didn't believe it until now.
Eleanor is turning three (on your birthday) and I am already dragging my feet at the idea of training her. It does need to get done though, right?
I will confess however, that as happy as I am at the idea of not having to change another diaper, there is a part of me that is sad at the idea of Eleanor being out of diapers. For some reason, even with my other two, I always felt supremely un-needed after they could use the toilet. Perhaps because I wait so long to train them, it really is the last baby milestone. It means that I will officially have no toddlers left. So sad. I have actually held onto one of Eleanor's bottles as well. she hasn't used it in ages of course and it is just taking up space. But I can't seem to make myself throw it away.
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