Thursday, March 24, 2005
The Potty
Ahhhh, my darling Triniti.
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Whom I love with all the fiber in my being (divided, of course, by three so that I can love each girl with equal parts of all of the fiber in my being). For those of you who aren't up to speed on my crazy little hellion lovely little angel, she will be three on May 30th. Three. Such a sweet age, where children are at the pique of their cuteness. When their rebelliousness kicks in and they learn such lovely phrases as "NOOOOO!!!!!" and "IT'S MINE!!!!" Where they test your speed and patience by repeatedly running away from you, laughing like crazy.
Really, I can't complain much about Trin. She is awesome as far as toddlers go. She plays by herself and can keep herself entertained for hours at a time. She is incredibly sweet, often running up and hugging you for no other reason than she felt like it. When she says "Eye Wuvb uuu Maw Maw", it just melts my heart into a giant puddle of goo on the floor. When my sister leaves for work and Trin waves at her saying "BYE BYE Rew-sie" a hundred times, I just want to scoop her up and kiss her. And when she climbs up on your bed and gives you a big ol kiss and a hug, it makes your day.
However, take same angelic smallish girl into public and you will think about disowning her how her curious nature gets her into mischief. She runs around like a crack addict at the pique of her meth high, she laughs hysterically when you try and catch her, she cries whenever we leave anyone any where. We dropped her sisters off at gymnastics and she cried for ten minutes saying "Aweda [Amanda], Emememy [Emilee], Aweda, Emememy, meeeuilk [milk]." She also has a tendency to ask me things while I am driving that I can't even begin to understand. I just smile at her and say "yeah". She must think I am a moron.
Anyway, both of her sisters were potty trained by 18months. Of course, I was home with them so they didn't go to day care. Trin is not potty trained, at all. I bought her a potty for her birthday last year. One of those cool potties that sings or some shit when you pee in it. She played with it for ten minutes and then peed in her panties in my room. This process was repeated for the next six months. My daughter has not, not even once, peed or pooped in her potty. The time has come.

She has started to take her diaper off on her own at rather inopportune times no less. Like in the middle of the night or at the table. She will then walk up to you, naked from the waste down, and say "dye-pew". Well, yesterday, for the first time, she came in and said "dye-pew", but she was holding a pair of her Blue's Clues panties! So, this weekend, we start the potty training! Wish us luck!

~Kate
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