...bit I'm not ready for this!

So the poo monkey has decided that it's time to toilet train. I'm firmly convinced that she knew that her mother was not ready for this, hoping instead to do the deed over summer when there are less clothes to be shed and more favourable warm conditions for bare little bottoms. Not to mention the fact that she's only 18 months old...

No such luck. The number and frequency of pre poo and wee pronouncements, the post movement proclamations of "poo poo nappy" became too much to ignore.

Last night, as she was sitting in her bath, little miss simply said "poo poo...potty. Abi potty". What choice did I have other than to let her give it a go?

And so here we are, potty training. Little miss lets us know when she wants to go or we sit her on the pot after meals/when she wakes up/ at bathtime...and she does her business. We've hastily bought some pullup pants thingies as aparently nappies are now so last month.

I have no idea what I'm doing..but whatever. We'll just go with the flow, pardon the pun.