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Progress?!?

Paisley decided last week that she wanted to sleep in her "big girl bed". I thought it was just crazy talk so I tried to ignore her. But she persisted and I decided to try it out. She has done great! She doesn't get out on her own as if there is some imaginary fence around the bed or alligators on her bedroom floor. And I'm not interested in telling her otherwise.

Also, she potty trained herself four days ago. This kid has been peeing on the potty for 9 months and has even had some really good attempts. But this time was different. She suddenly woke up and decided it was done. I didn't have to ask her to go anymore, she just goes on her own. And she refuses to wear a diaper now. So she's only had one accident in the past four days, including overnight!!! I am so hopeful that the potty training craziness is coming to an end.

We were really proud of her this weekend when we took her to the medieval fair for four hours and she held it the whole time we were there because the port a pots were GROSS!!! So she squatted in the parking lot before we left and peed a ton. Every kid needs to know how to go outdoors in a pinch but now she always wants to go outside...

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  1. Wow, nice!!!!!!

    Potty training terrifies me! Glad it seems to be windibg down for paisley!!!!

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  2. Go Paisley- sounds like the Big Girl switch has been flipped! Hope this makes your life a little easier too :)

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  3. Yay Paisley! Now come teach Davie how to do that ... :)

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  4. Woohoo on the big girl bed and the potty training! Hayley was like that, one day she just stopped wearing diapers and never had an accidents!
    Thank you for your kind words on my blog! They mean a lot to me and help when I am feeling down!

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