Hip, hip hooray! She did it again: Little Red has woken up dry 3 mornings in a row!
Just for the record, this is unprecedented in our house. Most of the girls were potty trained at precisely this age through no planning of our own, but most took another 6-12 months to be dry at night. One or two were still wetting the bed at 4-6 years old, so I’ve done my time when it comes to nighttime training.
But I did have high hopes for this girl. Over the past year she has frequently woken up in a dry diaper, only to soak it within 20 minutes. I had a feeling this would be helpful when the time to potty train came, and hoo boy! was it!
She spent all morning playing Musical Panties, switching between her 10 new pairs just for fun (none of which bear the face of Pooh, curse thee o WalMart!). I figured she could use the practice in getting them on and off so I didn’t object. I also figured they would all need washing by the end of the day anyway. Somehow, wearing undies seems to make them feel a little more secure, a little more complacent. There’s nothing to make you run for the bathroom like the feeling of pee trickling down your leg. Undies dampen that sensation. Yes, bad pun.
When she finally settled on pink flowers on a white background, she did indeed become complacent. Small accident, shocked eyes, and a run for the bathroom.
Blue and purple ladybugs: small accident, shocked eyes, run for the bathroom.
Solid pink, with a large ladybug in the front: small accident, shocked eyes, run for the bathroom.
You get the idea. We started the day with 10 new pairs, and finished the day with 2. Still, there were no puddles on the floor and no undies needed swishing in the toilet, if you know what I mean. Day 3 was a good day, just like Day 1 and Day 2.
She even took it upon herself once or twice to go alone. Due to hygiene concerns I don’t encourage this right now, but I did take it as a good sign.
Potty training is work, but it’s fun work when we all stay on the same side: us, united, against The Evil Poop and Pee. Put them in their place, keep them where they belong.
More potty notes
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Joke number 1.
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I am going to start posting 1 joke every week, if I remember. Today’s joke:
Me: Have you heard about the three holes?
You: No
Me: Well, well, well.
Happy Birthday, Lydia!
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Last night, Lydia and I made a quick evening run to WalMart for a few groceries. While we were there, Lydia chose a cute little purse and package of barrettes as a birthday gift. We also bought the fixin’s for Ice Cream Sundaes, which she has chosen as dessert for her birthday party this Friday.
10 Things about Lydia:
- She’s 10 today, our newest Double Digit Midget.
- She has a blog, and would love to receive a bunch of Happy Birthday comments.
- She was on Doug Phillip’s blog.
- She finished Saxon Math 54 last week and couldn’t wait to start Math 65 this week! Go, Lyds!
- Her sisters think she’s very fun to play with.
- She loves to talk and doesn’t mind when people say so. Her powers of speech are her claim to fame.
- She read the entire New Testament in 25 days, beating her mom and bookworm sisters.
- When I asked her what she wanted for a birthday party dessert, she selflessly polled her sisters.
- Yellow is her favorite color, and she used to think that everything yellow belonged to her.
- She loves to cook.
Her powers of speech are quite shocking;
Even while sleeping, she’s talking!
The speed of her jaw
Fills observers with awe
And leaves them with sly thoughts of caulking.
WFMW: potty update
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Just a brief update on the potty training, and a little tidbit that took me 7 children to learn:
Rachael did great yesterday! She left one puddle en route to the bathroom (it actually landed inside the bathroom door; she gets points for that, right?) and started to wet several times during the day then caught herself with a suprised look. In each of these cases she only got her t-shirt damp- it was never enough to reach the floor.
She’s already reaching the point of casualness at which they all seem to become just a little reluctant to head for the bathroom. The novelty is beginning to wear off, and potty is not nearly so exciting. We’re also reaching the point of casualness at which I fail to inquire faithfully as to the state of her bladder every 15 minutes.
Here’s where my WFMW tip comes in:
The novelty of using the potty may wear off, but candy never loses its charm. Not the promise of candy, but the candy itself.
The potty candy stays in the bathroom, in clear view.
She is free to go admire the candy anytime she wants. It’s up high where she can’t get to it, but it whispers to her all day long.
I’m also thinking maybe I should switch her over to dark chocolate chips so I’ll be more motivated to remind her to go potty. Then we can both share in the rewards. Hey, potty candy can work for moms, too.
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