Yesterday, while my mom was over visiting the kids Eden announced that she needed to go potty. I was floored. I helped her take off her princess panties and she went and sat on the potty. Less than a minute later she came running through the house, “Grammy! Wook it, Wook it, Wook it.” We went to investigatge and she pooped on the potty! THANK GOD! I about resigned myself that we would be sending her to college in diapers. Think of the cost…

Anyway, the princess panties seem to be doing the trick. That and the candy bribery. If she sits on the potty she gets one pez, dispensed from the snowman pez that Grammy put in her stocking. If she poops, she gets something big, yesterday it was a pixie stick, which I learned is not the best thing. Today (yes she went again today!!!) she got a whole thing of smarties.

The candy is helping to cut down on the fits. I would go tell her to sit on the potty and she would throw the most horendous fit! She would punch the wall, yell “no”, slam her head into the wall, throw things…(you get the picture). She still does things like that, but not when I tell her to go potty. Candy is a marvelous thing. It just makes me dread that someday Honor will be terribly two as well. At least she will be over it by then. I hope? Please tell me she will be over it by then?