potty accomplished

At the begining of the summer I decided that I was Elli was ready to retire from diapers. She was giving me all the signs of being ready, such as; going off to place where she could be alone to poop, and CONSTANTLY taking her diaper OFF.

At the begining, and throughout the entire summer, Elli decided that she wasn't ready for such a retirement. She would go in the potty about once a week, but whenever she felt like it. The child is stubborn. And she also has a cast iron bladder-- she can hold it for hours!

Just over a week ago we, my mom and I, decided to try again. So off I sent Elli to spend the afternoon with my mom to practice, practice, practice. This is what went down. My mom had taken her many times to try and go, but she just held it and held it. Right at the time my mom's bread was ready to come out of the oven, Elli got a desperate look on her face and said, " I need go potty!" So my mom rushed her to the bathroom and discovered that they made it too late.  #1 and #2.  In the hurry to pull her pants down and put her on the toliet, #2 got flung from the panties and onto the wall. Glad I wasn't there. Thanks mom ;).  Luckily the bread was only a shade too dark and still wonderful.

So, ever since that slightly tramatic day, Elli has been going in the big potty! YEAH! She is doing wonderful and has only had a few accidents and she only wears a diaper at night. I love just using 1 diaper a day-- it's so affordable.

My baby is no longer a baby. I just might have to do something about that....