Things have finally settled down a bit in the leukemia department...knocking on wood...and Zoe has been feeling really good and she's going to school at 8:00 in the morning like other kindergartners.
So, it's just me and Gigi.
All day long.
Alone.
Together.
The first thing she does when she gets up in the morning, which can be as early as 5:30 on some days, is to go to her potty seat and have a pee while mom or dad gets her a cup of chocolate soy milk.
Then the diaper stays off!
Often times the potty seat is brought out into the living room or dining room to remind her where she's supposed to go if the urge strikes her.
I find putting on panties makes the task harder for her and sometimes the feel of cloth on her body tricks her head into thinking she's wearing a pull-up...then we have peed in panties.
If she poops in the potty, which has been the hardest thing for her to do, she's gets some chocolate.
Poop, chocolate, brown...ewww.
Anyway, she really loves candy. A lot.
So far this has been working in the morning.
If I have to go somewhere with her I am still putting a pull-up on her and if I forget to remove it once we are home, she just pees and poos in it to her hearts content. ugh.
Zoe was potty trained by this age. Gigi is now 2 1/2 years old and I'm hoping by the fall we can put daytime pull-ups into the far distant memories of our brains.
Night time potty training is always scary.
That's a whole different trial and error system.
A whole different set of rules.
I feel for Zoe.
She shares a bed with Gigi.
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