Day 2: As the Potty Flushes...

So today started off at 5am.  Yes 5am.

The Twizz have started the winter season with some upper respiratory crud.  So all last night, the Mims was coughing and hacking.  Supposedly... I slept through most of it.  She didn't cry for long; I would have awoken for that.

I got the Pizz up for school... dry panties!  yeah!  And then we did our business!

The day was fine for all around.  The Editor went to work and didn't kill anyone... hooray!  The Twizz were good for Ita and then Merle.  The Pizz had one poops accident at school, but no poops on the potty.

I picked up the Pizz and learned of her potty for the day.  "I didn't pee pee on my striped panties!"  She was so proud.  "Good Girl!"

Then on the ride home...

"Kemper, did you poops on the Potty?"
"No Daddy"
"Why not?"
"It hurts when I push Daddy"
"Oh.  Really?  Why?"  (This is not good... no she's going to be constipated forever...)
"I have an owie on my leg"
"Oh"
...
"Daddy?"
"Mila no go poops on the potty"
"Why, yes Kemper.  She's too small.  She can't sit on the potty, and has to use the diaper."
"Oh..."
...
"Daddy?"
"Yes, babygirl."
"I'm a small girl too.  Can I have a diaper?"
"... uh... Well no, babygirl, you're a big girl.  You have big girl Dora panties!"
"No Daddy.  I'm a small girl.  I don't want to poops on the potty"
...
Uh - oh.  She is really going to wear diapers forever...  This is never never going to work.


Then we got home and talked to the family.  The Editor then got Moe's for dinner....  Ita and Wowo ate rrrritos too!

Soon, it was time for the Pizz to take a bath.  Seems now she is starting to develop attachment issues, and only wanted her daddy to wash her.  Of course, I would oblige! 

So we sat on the potty for our obligatory pre-bath session.  There we were, reading the crab book.  I see the anticipatory glance from the Pizz.  The eyes glaze over...  Yup, here comes some peepee...  I wait.  Nothing.  I look at her, she's back at reading....  I wait some more....

ker-splash!...

What?!?!?!?!  I look at the Pizz... she smiles slyly.  I look in the bowl and see a small poopie floating in it!  "YOU DID IT!!!"  I was sooo excited, I startled the dog.  The Pizz was happy... "yes Daddy.. I poops"...  She goes back to reading....

ker-splash! 

What!?!?!?  More poops!!??!?!  Sure enough, now there were two poopies floating in the bowl...  I could hardly contain my excitement.  Could we have turned the corner on training?  Did Einstein finally learn to poops?

"All done"  She says. 

Oh, no babygirl, we are only just beginning....

(Editor's Note: sorry for the relatively gross/vulgar topic for today.  I didn't necessarily mean to talk poops today.  Just... wow!!!)

We'll just wait here for Mommy!