Wrote this last week and never posted......
Lucy peed on the potty the other morning and was really quite proud. Apparently, when her teacher Rika arrived, Lucy was right there to pounce on her and shout
Rika! I peed on the potty!!!
And yes, it was just one time...isolated? I hope not because frankly, as much as I don't want her to grow up, her diaper pail is really starting to smell and no amount of bleach and Lysol is killing the stench
Anyway, when we got home that night, she spotted Kristen across the way......and as soon as her feet hit the ground, she was off and running towards Kristen to share the good news...
Kristen, I peed on the potty!!!!
You did?!?! Good job Lucy! Come on in and tell me all about it!
So Kristen settled in to hear Lucy's play by play of how she peed on the potty...(in her most serious big girl tone) it went something like this:
I moved my potty (to where she wanted it)
I took off my pants and put them in the bin (the laundry basket)
I took off my diaper
I sat down
I parted my legs
And then I peed!
Parted her legs?!?!
Parted her legs?
What does that mean Kristen asked me?
I have no idea....
While Lucy was eating her dinner, I asked her what she meant when she said she parted her legs
Mama, I had to look and make sure the pee pee was coming out....okay?
Oh, okay Lucy
How do you know if the pee pee comes out if you don't part your legs?
Uhh, I don't know Lucy...
I may need to buy a potty training book....
Maria the Mum