My big girl

This is my big girl.

She informed me today that I can't call her my baby cause she no longer wears diapers.

She thinks she is really tough in her pink princess panties now.

I got to tell you that I thought she would be my thorn in my side when it came to potty training.

My first one was probably the easiest one in history to potty train. She found some horse panties and begged and pleaded for her dad to buy them. He caved. He told her that she couldn't wear them til she went potty in the potty chair. She again begged, pleaded and promised that she would.

And so far she has.

The boy I thought would be hard. I mean atleast the girl I could relate to. The only time I ever tried to pee standing up was when I was in the army. Let's just say I failed miserably. I didn't want to teach him to squat like a girl. I could see him getting teased for that. So we did it. We did have a problem though. Too short to reach the toilet and too clutzy to stand on a stool. His solution was to pee in my plants. Kinda hard when we were out in public.

But my plants never looked better.

I was fearful that I would have to go to prom with him though to wipe his butt. Thankfully he has now mastered that too.

This one decided on her own that she was ready. It's been 4 days of her wearing panties and a couple of accidents. Not all her fault though. Grandma did not know she was wearing panties and ignored the peepee dance and the screams that she had to go.

Now if I could only get the dog to stop peeing on the patio I'll be happy.