Potty Power

If you're here looking for a sweet story about something cute Ruby and Ada did or said, you might want to come back later.  This post is probably borderline inappropriate and going to completely embarrass Ruby when she's 16.  So here goes!

From Summer 2012

We finally decided to do potty bootcamp a couple weeks ago.  Ruby's been ready, so we've just been trying to find 3 consecutive days to focus on training.  After much "research" and talking to friends, we decided to roll up the rugs, put her in underwear, and spend a lot of time in the bathroom.  I was advised to buy about 30 or 40 pair of underwear because she'd be going through a lot the first day or two.  Don't worry, I thought that number was ridiculous and only let her pick out about 20 pairs!  Turns out a slightly smaller number would have been plenty.  Ruby has been a champ when it comes to using the potty.  In fact, it's gone so smoothly that at one point Steve and I looked at each other and decided she's just been holding out on us...waiting for the M&M's!  In fact, the worst part of all just may be the excessive amounts of soap she uses to wash her hands.  That or the length or time it takes her to pick which pair of underwear she's going to wear for the day (way too many choices for a 2 year old!).  We've been really fortunate that she was ready and cooperative about the whole thing.  She's still in dipes at night, but accident free during the day (naps included) for over a week.  Woohoo!  In fact a couple days ago, we were in the kitchen talking and heard the toilet flush.  I dashed in the bathroom just in time to see Ruby pulling up her pants.  Apparently she's got this under control!

Oh yeah, and the title of this post refers to a really awesome movie we watched 164 times last week.