Abigail, our ringlet-haired princess, will turn three on August 25. She is brilliant in so many ways with one glaring exception. The use of a real-life toilet confounds her greatly. She has no desire to sit anywhere near the porcelain throne, let alone on it. When any of us attempt to explain the benefits of toilet training we are met with a completely blank stare rather than usual sparkles of excitement, knowledge, and a wee bit of mischief thrown in.
And so, diapers continue to be changed with regularity. And occasionally we are treated to the sight which met Scott upon entering his Kingdom after being away for the afternoon.
Truly - if this diaper/tumor doesn't even register in her consciousness, is there any hope that this youngest daughter of ours will ever use the indoor plumbing?
Sigh.
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If she holds out long enough, she and Elias can potty train together!
Uncle Skip is laughing his head off and Aunt Linda is now worrying about grandson Luke who only carries the potty chair around as a stool.
Well, we did have Dawson potty-train with Isabelle: almost 4 for D and not quite 2 for Isa. I guess that could be something to look forward to.
And, Auntie, we haven't had any child go older than 4 before accepting the inevitable, so I guess there is hope for both Luke and Abigail. Or, we just keep investing in larger sizes until we are at Depends!
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