Okey dokey, we are into our second week of potty training. I still have a full head of hair and Gi is not permenantly scarred by my inepitude yet. The reward system is in place and working well. We have graduated to gummi bears and accidents have become more and more infrequent. Hallelujah, there is a merciful potty god after all! We called in the big guns this morning. BFF, Brea, stopped by with her daddy for a brief playdate. And along the way, Munch got to witness again how a big girl (Brea) uses the potty. Now Munch only wants to use the "big girl" potty (toilet). Thank you, Miss Kim, for sending Brea and Mr. Todd over!!! Hang in there, Munch, you're doing great despite your panicky mama. I'll survive this yet with a little hand-holding and the proverbial promise that there is light at the end of the tunnel.
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Hang in there, Gi! You can do it! Just try not to stress your mom out!
You can do it Gi...
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