Olive has shown great interest lately in potty training. She gets so excited when we tell her we're going to the potty, she tries to pull her diaper and clothes off before we even get to the bathroom. We time it for when we know she probably needs to go (she's not to the "I need to go" stage, but she does ask to sit on the potty - a lot), thereby ensuring maximum success. The first time she went, she was sitting too close to the front of the seat, with her chubby legs squeezed together, so the pee shot straight up and out, like a boy, and I couldn't get her over the surprise of it all and properly positioned before she was finished. The second time, she was in the right spot at just the right time, and when she started going, she yelled, "Mommy! It's working! It's working!" She shakes with excitement, and don't even get me started on the moves she does to the potty song I made up when we were training Peach. It's just a peein', poopin' love fest over here at Casa de Bone.
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