Potty Mouth

Abigail was a dream during potty training. One day she just decided to go to the bathroom, clean herself up, and only use big-girl underwear. That was almost 3 years ago and she has been going strong ever since.
Charlotte, on the other hand, has been a completely different story. A beautiful story, but not at all like her big sister! She is 2 1/2 and doing really well in the bathroom department, only using pull-ups at night when(I can imagine) it would be hard to remind your body to hold it for 10 hours straight! (I, on the other hand, wake up at least once a night to pee, waaaay more when I was preggers!)

A few highlights of the potty-saga for Miss Char:
This past weekend we went to the park. Charlotte was doing really well until up to the very end. Then she started hopping around and looking a bit desperate. I asked her if she needed to go potty and she kept telling me no. The next thing I know, we're beginning to walk back to the house, still in the park, though, and she does a little squat maneuver and pees all over the bark chips. She looks up at me, totally bewildered and I'm sure embarrassed, and says "Mommy, I peed on a stick." I looked down and said, "You sure did, but look at how clean you kept your legs!" We then walked back(well, waddled)home and promptly took a bath!
The other two delightful instances happened at home. The 1st one I had jumped in the shower while hubby was at Mass, leaving the girls to play for 10 minutes in their bedroom. Not usually a big deal. But apparently when the bathroom door is closed halfway, Charlotte took that as a No Vacancy sign, and peed all over her bedroom/hallway floor. I was alerted to this fact mid-rinse by Abigail yelling her head off into the door "Charlotte peed on the floor!!!!". This child has a future on the stock market floors...good lungs and always to the point.
2nd time the girls had just gone to bed when Charlotte started whining she had to go potty. So Zakk and I asked Abigail if she would take her in the bathroom. The helpful big sis obliged and we assumed all was well. Until Abigail started yelling something down the stairs I couldn't quite hear. But then it became very, VERY clear. Charlotte had not managed to put the lid up before going potty. Not only was there pee on the floor and in the potty, there was pee all over the seat, on the little potty chair she used as a stool, and all over her. All I could manage between grunting and sweating, crouched on the floor cleaning was "Charlotte, Rule #1 of going potty is to have the lid up, okay, honey?"

The saga continues...

Only You

This is just one photo to remind me of the joys I have found with my two daughters. Growing up an only child was definitely not the easiest at times, and I'm sure having siblings is not always easy, either. But I love to look at my two girls and hope that for their future they can continue to share the heartaches, the joys, the struggles and the love they are already learning about, together.

I am one lucky momma.