No excuses about today being Tuesday. I just plumb forgot what day it was yesterday. Apologies...
For those of you on the edges of your seats about potty training, we're not even calling it that anymore. We are potty pros. Maggie hasn't had an accident in forever, weeks. And half of the time her sleeping diaper is dry after naptime. Though she still puts up a fuss if I dictate when she should go (like if we're leaving the house and will be in the car for a prolonged period of time, for instance), she can get the job done for a couple of marshmallows. Yesterday, in fact, Bill and I were gardening (being neglectful parents) and Maggie was watching TV inside. When we came inside a bit later, she had gotten up, gone to pee, wiped by herself, and come back to continue her movie (she forgot to flush, so we had evidence). Wow! She is also a pro at going outside and often prefers it, although she doesn't get a marshmallow for that. Maggie's also getting the gist of "bathrooms equal private moments;" oftentimes she'll tell me "a little privacy please" and make me go away while she poops.
So she can now spend days at a time at any of your houses without you worrying about diapers. Should I post a calendar for you all to sign up on?
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