This last weekend was the busiest, most exhausting and most fulfilling weekend I have had in quite a while. And, really, I feel kind of bad saying that considering the fact that Andy was gone the entire time. I am not even kidding when I say that it’s Wednesday and I am still recovering. So much went on this weekend that I need seperate posts for each of our adventures! So, get ready for some major blog reading this week…especially since I was pretty neglectful of the Little Miss blog this last week.

First up: Our Adventures in Potty Training -OR- How on Earth did that just happen!?

Yes, my friends. You read that right. And, if you are my friend on Facebook you already saw my post regarding said potty training. I don’t want to jynx it, and I know there will be setbacks, but I think we just potty trained Rylee in 2 days! (ok, mostly 2 days)

I had a really aggressive goal that Rylee would NOT be returning to daycare this Fall wearing diapers. However, since I was not the one home with her all Summer, I didn’t have much control over the potty training…or lack thereof. Andy’s view was: She’ll do it when she’s ready. My view? Let’s lose the diapers already! By mid-August, I was getting pretty antsy and to be totally honest, sick of changing the kid’s stinky diapers. I decided to take matters into my own hands. Ry and I went to Target, bought some Dora undies and some potty treats (AKA: Peanut Butter M&M’s). On the weekends, when we were home, I would have Ry in her undies and set the timer for every 20 minutes. When the timer went off, we hit the head. That tactic didn’t really work out so hot, but it got the ball rolling. Ry was pooping in the toilet more than she was in her diaper…score 1 for the mama!

This last weekend Ry woke up with a bad cough and a stuffy nose {side note: I now do too. What can I say, she’s a giver}. We decided not to go to the family BBQ we had been planning on all week. Bummer for me, but she didn’t know the difference. Instead, we just hung out around the house. Since we were home, I decided to put her in undies. She was diggin’ it. She had a couple of accidents, but all was well.

Sunday, after we ran a couple of errands in the morning, I put her in undies again. By the afternoon when Auntie Kristen was over, we were outside picking pears when Auntie asked Ry if she had to go potty and Ry replied with a YES! So we ran in the house and she went. This is when things really started to click. I don’t know what happened, it’s just like she all of a sudden got it. She didn’t have an accident all.day.long.

Monday was pretty much gravy. She knew when she had to go and she’d let us know. She did have one accident when she was putting money in her piggy bank. She ran to the bathroom as soon as it happened yelling “I’m leaking!”. Then, that night after I put her in a diaper and her PJ’s on she decided she had to go. Instead of going in her diaper, she ran to the bathroom, pulled off her diaper and sat on the toilet…all by herself! SUCCESS!

Tuesday morning, within seconds of her waking up (still in a diaper) she declared she had to go! And yes, I gave her peanut butter M&M potty treats at 6:45 AM. We sent her to daycare in undies…of course back with 3 extra pair of undies and pants. I am happy to report upon picking her up she was STILL in the pants that I dropped her off in. That’s right ladies and gentlemen…no accidents!

POTTY TREATS FOR EVERYONE!

Stay Tuned For…

• Our Adventures in Crafting -OR- How Katherine pretends to be crafty
• Our Adventures in Canning -OR- How to completely exhaust yourself in 24 hours
• Our Adventures in Self-Dressing -OR- Fashion Police Friday