Last weekend I wrote that Sarah was wearing panties and we were making another attempt at potty training. Well, it was going well, except that she still wouldn't poop in the potty. I tolerated messes for 3 days, until Tuesday evening. She cried when I was going to put a diaper on her for our Relief Society meeting. I gave in and put panties back on. Well--I have never cleaned up such a huge mess as I had to clean up in the church bathroom that night. So, I had Derek buy some pull-ups the next day. I still wanted her to be able to go potty when she wanted, but I didn't want to clean up any more poop disasters. Then on Friday, she finally, finally pooped in the potty. 3 tiny pellets. Derek got home just after she had gone and she announced, "Daddy, 3 tiny nuggets of poop came out of my bottom!" How did it finally happen, you ask? I realized she was her daddy's daughter and needed some reading material on the potty. So I read her a book while she tried, and out it came! She did more than a few nuggets later in the day. On Saturday she kept her pull-up clean all day! So, we bought her a celebratory Barbie (which Libby ended up playing with all evening. Not sure how she talked Sarah into that deal.)
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