1st attempt
I consider myself a reasonable person. I have an education and have completed many of my goals in life. Who knew that I could get so exstatic about...poop! For those of you unaware, I have been attempting to potty train Shannon for over a year. I quit two times previously and here is an example of why... one day I was explaining how the body is always filtering our blood and that some people's kidneys' don't work so they have to have dialysis. Well the next day Steve was trying to get Shannon to go tinkle and she told him No because she could get a needle in her arm and would not have to go tinkle. My 3 year old would rather face dialysis than go potty!2nd attempt (I stopped taking pictures after our 2nd attempt. I feared I might fill our memory book with "attempts")
Anyway, the other day Shannon was yelling that she had pooped, so I prepared myself for another clean-up, and lo and behold...she had put herself on the potty and pooped. I started jumping around like a monkey, clapping, and making a complete fool of myself (and dreaming of the money we would save on diapers). Who knew that I would one day be so over the moon about poo poo in a potty. Just goes to show sometimes your expecations in life change...and that's ok.
Note: It has been two weeks since this incident and besides a few minor accidents, Shannon hasn't worn a diaper during the day. I hope I don't jinx us by telling everyone.
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