ah yes, the potty
fun at our house. There is of course, the running down the long hall
passing by two bathrooms with pee streaming down her legs to get to the
little training potty by our front door. Or who could forget her
wetting her pants at her sister's soccer practice because, "But mommy, I
am going pee on the grass!"
Our potty training has much improved since she began. Last night she
was on the toilet waiting for her body to finish "my business," when I
told her that I needed to go potty too. I went to the bathroom next to
hers, and a few moments hear her yell, "Mommy, when you are finished let
me know so I can come and wipe you!" I let her know I could handle that
myself, but thanked her for the offer :)
We have also had an increase in the potty humor, no doubt sparked from
the whole potty training process. The girls were in the tub last night
making "soup" in the tub. Their imaginary ingredients consisted of
poop, pee, guts, boogars, etc. Chloe had just finished a particularly
gruesome combination when Paige announced that she was making soup too,
"It has poop, pee, and garlic."
