There's no dragging her to the bathroom every 15 minutes like I had to do with her brother. She just goes in when she has to "tinkle tinkle" (except for the couple times when she waited just a bit too long and peed her pants) and does her bidness.
And when she's done, she says, "Oh yeah, oh yeah, I went peepee in the pot-tee! Peepee in the pot-tee!" and does the appropriate bootie shaking dance.
The other night, she was sitting on the toilet - neither of my kids ever used the little potty chair - and I ran downstairs to get Snuggles Doo (a pink blankie with a dog head). Greeting me when I returned was, shall we say, a scent as if something had died in the bathroom, maybe a few months prior.
"Sage, it's stinky in here!"
"It's my feet."
"It's not your feet."
"It's my 'gina."
"It's not your vagina."
"Oooooh! Look! There's poop! It's my poopy butt!"
"Yep. It's your poop."
She is not yet dry at naps or in the morning consistently, so on go the diapers for sleep. She's soooo not down with it, but Mommy is soooo not down with changing sopping sheets at 4 a.m.
My mind is now racing ahead to all the joys that come with diaperless living. We have been in diapers, between the two kids, for almost 4 1/2 years. The money I
Now we will take our vacation without stuffing a suitcase full of diapers. We can forgo swim diapers at the beach. She'll start school in August in her Big Girl Underwear (can't bring myself to say 'panties.' Sounds kinda, I dunno, dirty). I don't have to worry if I have an extra diaper in the car in case she decides drop a random poop when it's clearly not Poop Time.
Oh, the places we'll go!
I often tell her that even though she's a Big Girl, she will always be my Baby.
She nods. She knows.