...for any child, and parent for that matter. It is a time when a child learns how to do the most ickiest task all by themselves.
This morning, our youngest made her first tinkle in the potty...and her first poop in a chair. Tonight she is approaching the potty with zeal. Daddy told Penny to to take her daytime clothes off and put them in the dirty laundry. Next thing he knows, there's a naked Penny warning him, "Daddy, icky!" And she hands him a very full pee-pee diaper, which is unwrapped and wide open. As he's trying to throw it in the garbage and grab a new diaper for her, our oldest yells out: "Daddy! Penny is on the potty and she's wiping her bottom with her fingers!" Oh boy, it is ALL downhill from here...literally snowballing down this hill the rest of the year. In a way, I'm almost glad maternity leave ends in a couple of months and Mr. Mom has the responsibility of potty training our last two children. (Insert evil cackle here).
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