Success and more success

The Munchkin is making great strides in potty training. Yesterday, she went an entire day without a single wet diaper. In fact, we’ve actually been having her wear training pants around home to assist in the quick on-and-off, which is vital when a child comes up to you and says the magic words, “I need to go potty.” We’re still working on the poop. She hasn’t pooped yet while wearing training pants – I’m not exactly sure why. She knows that her training pants are “big girl” underwear, so I’m not sure if she’s holding it in to avoid an accident or if we simply haven’t caught her at the right time. Regardless, I’m hoping that things only continue to improve from here.

To illustrate just how far she has come in a little over a month…

Yesterday was Auntie’s last day of school. To celebrate, I dropped Baby Boy off at my parents’ house (so they could have some “quality time” with their grandson), and Auntie and the Munchkin and I went and saw Cars. The Munchkin was quite thrilled with the whole experience, though the movie was a bit longer than she’s used to sitting still for. Her favorite parts were the races – she was cheering all the way through them. The movie is awesome. Everyone should go see it, and take their kids if they’re old enough. I can’t say enough good things about it. I was laughing out loud at more than one point during the movie.

About a half hour before the movie was over, the Munchkin, who was sitting between myself and Auntie, said, “Mommy, I need to go potty.” Auntie and I exchanged a look, and I grimaced. I knew the movie was nearing its end, and I had put the Munchkin in a disposable diaper so I wouldn’t be facing an emergency diaper change during the movie. So, I rolled the dice.

“Munchkin, you’re going to have to wait until the movie is over,” I told her, and left it at that. She did not mention it to me again during the movie.

After the credits were over (and when you go, you MUST STAY through all the credits), Auntie was in need of a bathroom herself. At the local theater, the bathrooms are on the second level, so she dashed upstairs while the Munchkin, who refused to be carried, walked up the stairs with me while holding onto the handrail and counting the steps as she went: “one, two, three, four, five, six, seben, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, firteen, fourteen, sebenteen, nineteen, ten-tety!”

Once we were in the bathroom, I turned to the Munchkin and asked her, “Do you need a diaper change or do you need to go potty?”

“Yes,” she said.

That was helpful.

So I took her into a handicapped stall (more room), and figured that she could at least try to use the potty even if she was wet.

She was dry. Shocked, I placed her on the toilet. She steadied herself and began to pee. A lot. She had been able to hold it until she was on the potty.

There aren’t words enough to say how pleased and proud I was of her. She was using the potty in a place other than home (though that is rapidly becoming a non-issue to her), and she had stayed dry until she could use a potty. I felt like turning cartwheels! Instead, we picked up lunch at Wendy’s (the kid earned her Junior Frosty, let me tell you), and went back to my parents’ house to eat. Baby Boy was happy to see us, though he had been having fun (and took a nap) with Grandma and Gichan.

My little girl is just growing up more and more all the time. And she’s just shy of two and a half! Keep your fingers crossed, everyone – let’s keep the dry training pants coming! And if she keeps this up, there is some Elmo and Hello Kitty underwear just waiting in Mommy’s closet for her.

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