Eight days

It's been eight days now. Eight days of seeing cute little pink, purple, blue and yellow, Princess, Hello Kitty, and Elmo undies running through the house. Eight mornings of, "Hey Mommy, is dis the front?" as she's dressed herself. Eight afternoons of, "I don't think I have to go potty mommy, but I will try before rest..." Eight evenings of, "Do I HAVE to put on a pull up to go ni night?" Along with those undies we've switched Caleb over to pull-ups to make him feel like he's part of the "potty revolution" going on.

In order to encourage both kids to think about when they have to go potty (cause folks, I'm not going to spend my days watching the clock asking them if they need to go every two hours or so), we've started using little charts. When they let me know that they need to go potty (and actually go) they put a sticker on their chart (and Caleb gets to put one on his hand too). Of course there are high fives, "I'm proud of you"s, and the occasional jelly beans each time they go, but the exciting promise was to fill up your chart and choose a "potty prize."

There haven't been any accidents since this moment and she's already filled in a second chart. I really think she's been drinking more water during the day, I think she's figured out how to beat the system...

I just love this sly look! He was trying to "play it cool" when he realized that his chart was full and he finally got to take his Diego car out of the packaging! Caleb still has a little way to go, but we're seeing progress, especially on days like today when he only wore a pull-up around the house.

**"Potty prizes" (for Kylie) are things like a new pocketbook, a rainbow My Little Pony, a new baby doll and (for Caleb) a Diego safari car, a new set of Lightning McQueen cars, and a new ball.