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It's on...

Our house was an interesting one this weekend. Naked booties, urine on the floor and laundry, laundry, laundry. Potty training is in full mode. Turning two years old is a turning point in our house. No more pacis, no more cribs and no more diapers. We had gotten rid of the paci's a month or ago and the crib long before that, but diapers still remain. Mya used the potty occasionally and did quite well this last week. However, the kid is out to prove us wrong. I was bragging to some friends after such a successful week, that I thought she was going to be super easy to train. Let me just say that after 2 whole days of trying--she was successful twice, which explains the urine on the floor, the streaking through the house with nothing on and the threats and bribery that came as a result. Frustration! We will stay on this horse or toilet, but it may not be easy ;)

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Anonymous said…
Poor kid, her mom takes pictures at the most embarrassing time! This one may haunt her in the future!

Love ya,
J
Anonymous said…
Love the booty pic, guessing she will not as she gets older!
Love
L
Kara said…
I could have taken a picture of the puddle of urine sitting on the floor of our living room ;) Would you rather see that than her cute little bootie profile?! Thankfully we have marble floors! Thanks for the comments girlies!
Anonymous said…
I've been working with Kennen since flippen last October and he'll be 3 next Thursday for crying out loud. The kid just doesn't give a crap -- boys are definately harder - Abby was trained in like a week when she was just a little over 2. I feel your frustration! Can't wait to see you!!

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