So, today when I was at my whit's end...I sent her on her way to her bedroom. And I planned on leaving her there for possibly the rest of the evening. After a good 5 minutes or so, she was whining about needing to go to the potty...and I ignored her. She had whined about needing to potty 10 minutes earlier while in Time-out. When I let her out of time out and asked her if she needed to potty she told me she didn't need to go anymore.
Bounce-back to the bedroom. Screaming Eden, fists banging on door, "I gotta go potty!!!" But, I am not going to give in so easily. I have a little melt down in my room, throw myself a pitty party feeling like the worst mother in the world basically...wondering how I can get through to my crazy child that there are certain ways we do and don't behave.
Anyway, I decide it's been long enough, and I open the door to let my monster out to use the potty...and I kid you not.
I opened the door, and the sweet little thing handed me a cup and said, "Mommy, will you poor this in the potty for me, please?"
I, a little confused, "What is this?"
Eden replied, "Shi-shi"
"You shi-shi'd in a cup? Are you kidding me?"
"I didn't want to get it on my panties Mommy."
I gave her a hug, and pretty much felt proud as punch that I had the most brilliant kid on the planet. Pee in a cup? Eden....what will you think of next? I probably didn't say it enough times today...but I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Aaahhh. and while I'm here, I was going to post this. Does your bed-time routine include a surf ride on Daddy's shoulder's??