Wow, I have really been slacking on the blog posts. But I have a reason for that, truly I do.
In fact, I even dropped a hint of it in my last post, but NO ONE noticed! I think I am going to wait a while and see if anyone can come up with a good guess. Not that I blame you for missing the hint, it was subtle.
In the meantime, since the last post and now, I will update you on what else has been going on. I have actually potty trained Violet, and that went so remarkably well that I really could not say anything sarcastic about it. Which is a shame, because you know how much I enjoy my sarcasm. And how sad I get when I cannot take aim and shoot it at people or things like little stinging bullets... pew! pew! pew!
So the very first day Violet was at the potty like a champ. Inside of a week she was completely potty trained. I would like to brag about how fantastic I am, and about how I am the. best. mom. ever. But the truth is that Violet was totally ready. Case in point, I noticed she was going #2, and asked if she would like to try going in her potty. She calmly told me, "No tank you, I'm just gonna go in my diapa'...."
Sweet cheeks, if you can tell me that you are choosing to poo in your diaper, then you are totally ready to poo in the potty. Commence Operation Potty Train Violet. I donned my camouflage house robe, armed myself with stickers, potty charts, and Poopy Presents (cheap little toys wrapped up as gifts to motivate her to poop in the potty), and my Ultimate Secret Weapon, which fascinates little toddlers so much that they cannot wait to use the potty again. Are you ready for it?
This, my friends, is the Potty Dance, and it works like a charm!