Potty Training Success!

So Punky is definitely my daughter.  A little chocolate, a little encouragement, a LOT of praise, and some new toys and we've been accident free for two days now.  I do realize now that I've written that, she'll poop in her pants in a matter of minutes, but I'm so proud of her.

She seems to like pooping in the potty now and has made a habit of taking a 45 minute two flusher before bed every night.  Which is fine with me.  It's way less poop I have to clean up since chicken is down to once or twice a day.

She still needs to be reminded of pee pee but she seems to be able to hold it a lot longer this week alone and does tell me if she needs to go most of the time.  I told her if she can remain accident free until tomorrow she can go pick out a new book, which she's way excited about.  I figure books are far more productive than toys.  And she does love to read, so it's a win win situation, right?  

That's not chocolate!

So far, Punky seems to be getting the potty training.  We haven't had a pee accident today yet and it's almost noon.  She's just having trouble with the poop.  I found her squatting in the playroom today and it was too late. It wound up being the roly poly kind that we refer to as "goat poop" that went every direction on my bathroom floor when her panties were off.  At least it was easy to clean.

Yesterday, however, I wasn't so lucky.  When she pooped in her pants and I was cleaning it, she said the funniest thing.  I was explaining to her that poop goes in the potty, etc, etc., and I looked at her to make sure she understood and she got a wide-eyed know-it-all look on her face, and said while shaking her head, "That's not chocolate!"

No, my dear daughter, it's certainly not.