Thursday

The Diaper Days Are Over

It's finally happened. The patience paid off, the switch was finally flipped, and CeCe is now potty-trained! Mostly.

Last week I decided to go the "No More Diapers, Deal With It" approach. We got her super excited for big girl panties, made potty chairs available all over the house, and then braced ourselves for a rough week.

That first day she peed on herself, the floor, and me at least five times each. Not one drop landed in a potty. But she quickly realized her options were to constantly be drenched in urine, or get in tune with her body's signals.

Day two saw about 50 percent of potty business actually make it into the potty. By day four, we were right on schedule for no accidents.

I hung this up on our refrigerator as encouragement:



I haven't calculated what we will save on diapers now, but I'm guessing we can start buying brand name toilet paper again. Livin' large!

I read plenty of books and blogs on potty-training, but in the end, I just went with my gut. I do have a few tips for anyone else trying this all-or-nothing method:

1. Offer the potty once an hour. Before you leave the house. Before you leave the place you left the house for. Don't ever get in the car before offering the potty.

2. If you have to bathe after a bad accident, keep it short and strictly business. Don't let it become play-time in the bath. 

3. Have her or him help you clean up accidents. Don't shame your child for it, but let them know it's much easier to wipe and flush than it is to scrub a carpet stain.

4. Buy more underwear. Like, all of it. Sweep the shelves and buy more than you think you could possibly need. Or be prepared for laundry to take over your life.

Happy Potty-Training, parents! May the odds be ever in your favor.



Wednesday

Cecelia K. Downs, Will You Please Go Now!

CeCe is usually very agreeable about bedtime, but we've had a few rambunctious nights lately. We go through our entire night-time routine just for her to run away screaming "I'M NOT SLEEEEEEEEPY!" She says this between yawns, as she rubs her eyes.

So, in honor of our growing Dr. Seuss collection and bedtime story habit, here is my version of one of our favorites: "Marvin K. Mooney Will You Please Go Now!"

The time has come, 
the time is now. 
Just go, go, go! 
I don't care how.

You can go by foot. 
You can go by cow. 
Cecelia K. Downs, 
will you please go now?

You can go by tricycle,

You can go by broom.

You can walk there in my Ugg boots.

Just go to your room!

You can ride there on a horse,

or on the back of a duck.

You can swim there if you want to,

Or arrive in a fire truck.

You can wear your silly glasses,

Or your pirate hat instead.

You can sleep in your tutu,

Just PLEASE GO TO BED.

I said GO and GO I meant. 
The time had come. 
So CeCe went ...
Just kidding. She stayed up past 10 p.m.

The End.