Potty Epiphany

Even through nobody without a child would care, and even those with children probably won't care much more, we have been celebrating all weekend.

What gives cause for such clapping and exclamations of joy?

Only dry diapers!

Little Miss Grace has had a potty epiphany. She gets it. Now, that's not to say she knows how to signal us yet, but she knows what to do when she's on it! Friday we went all day in the same diaper. Dry diaper, I might add. Of course I took her to the potty about every hour, but she did it. (Insert shouts of joy)

But the icing on our potty-cake was when we got home from Costco yesterday with a dry diaper. And made it through church today with a dry diaper. My joy runneth over.

We're making progress, slow though it may be. She did poop her pants today, but as soon she did, she started whining at me. I was in the kitchen and looked over at her.

"Grace, do you have to go poopie in the potty?"

"ooh-ooh" And she started trotting off to the bathroom on her little chubby legs.

When we got to the bathroom, she had already started her business, but she wrapped it up on the potty.

Now this may have been way too much potty information for most, but we're excited around here.