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As usual, I plan on writing a post and scheduling it ahead of time so I'm not sitting up at 1 a.m. after doing school work and house work typing even more. Of course, that didn't happen. Here I sit, typing away. Why? Because I'm enjoying the quiet. Fuss was up at 7:30 Sunday morning and was running around full-bore all day! She only managed an hour nap after much coaxing (and Mommy lying down in bed with her). She terrorized the grocery store as well and I made it home a very tired and cranky mommy. Of course, this isn't her fault. She's 2. She is just enjoying being 2 and exploring her world, but sometimes it drives me batty!
Her new thing is to tell me "Potty" in order to simply walk to the bathroom, sit on the toilet, say "done!", and leave...only to do it again 2 minutes later. I took her twice at the grocery store today back-to-back because she'd already had one accident (first EVER in public and, boy, was she embarrassed!), and I didn't want her to have another. Both times she danced in the stall. I realize this is part of the process. The bathroom is new to her and she loves it. I realize this. But I am still driven crazy by it! I also know that I can't tell her no. EVER. Well, not right now anyway. She's too early in potty training to tell her no and not have her regress. I don't want that when she's done so well! So, I dutifully drag the portable potty seat wherever we go and follow her joyful, bouncing steps to the toilet wherever we may be.
Now, I just have to figure out how to get her to actually poop in the potty reliably and we'll be good to go! She's had about 1 accident a day since last Sunday, and yesterday (Sunday) had her first ever public accident. Even then, she clamped her legs shut, put her hand down, and began to cry! We are well on our way...assuming Mommy doesn't go crazy from all the other stuff life is throwing at her (i.e. computer that won't go past a "starting" screen, cars making weird noises, a house that I can never seem to get clean, the list goes on). Let's just hope the weather decides to quit flipping back and forth so I might be able to stabilize my mood again!