No more diapers day, that is.We were off to a pretty good start this morning. Z got a large envelope in the mail from her friend Lia and promptly changed into the Dora underpants Lia sent her. She helped me package up the remaining diapers with wrapping paper and tape. And she sat on her potty...once.
But, as I was getting ready to leave for work she'd started whining, "Diaper, diaper..." Josh gets major props for being the parent in charge of potty training boot camp, day one. I'm anxiously awaiting an update from him.
UPDATE at 12:30pm
After peeing on the kitchen floor and twice watering the lawn, Z peed in the potty of her own accord!
