(While I'd love to blog about something cool or hip, this is all I've got today.)
My daughter has shown absolutely no interest in potty training. Rather than push her into it, we've decided to wait until she shows signs of being ready.
The way this tactic is going, I'm starting to wonder if she'll head off to 6th grade someday still strapped into Huggies.
My wife recently bought a book about potty training at one of those neighborhood "parties" where people try to get you to buy stuff.
The book has a little boy who is tired of wearing diapers because they get soggy and smelly. They also get in the way. The boy realizes that his pets and stuffed animals don't wear diapers, so he decides he can be potty trained.
The book ends with him on his little potty.
My daughter has her father's swift synapses and is totally missing the point of this book.
Instead of realizing the freeing benefits of a diaperless world, she only had one thing to say when my wife finished reading the book to her:
"Where's his mommy? Where's his mommy? She needs to change his diaper. Where's his mommy?"