Ava started to potty train last week. The first day was rough. We had our fair share of accidents. But by dinner time, she was in her groove and had it all figured out. By day 2 she had pulled her potty into the family room and took up residency for more than a few long stretches of time. By the end of day 2, she had pooped on the potty - that sealed the deal.We've had very few accidents since then. We even made a road trip to a mall over an hour away and she stayed dry. While there, we visited the ladies room at Macy's 3 times in less than 2 hours. Which only proves she's mastered the concept... I know some adults who fear public restrooms.
Over the weekend, Grandmom (Bobby's mom) came to stay with us. She slept over for 2 nights.While she was here, she taught Ava something new:
Makeup. Thanks, Grandmom. (aka Nam mom)
And Ava will tell you "Titty" (translation: PRETTY and not in any way related to the picture below -- I don't think.)
On Sunday Ava came downstairs looking like this:
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We weren't quite sure what to think when we saw her. Who knew Potty training would make her mature so quickly. Next, she'll be asking me for the keys to the min-van. Gulp.
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