And So It Begins

We're just in the beginning stages, but round #2 of potty training has commenced. Let's hope it goes better than the first time around with Ben which left me in tears, making desperate phone calls to my mom about how I was swimming in urine. I didn't even start with Ben until after he was three because he had no interest, but Lucy happily sits on the toilet, and has even had one successful attempt. I've learned to go slowly and follow her cues, but my goal is to be done by the end of the summer. I take that back. Realistically, more like once Ben's back in school since we have some summer trips planned and there's no way I'm going to mess around with accidents and wet clothes on long plane flights.

Here's to hoping little Lucy takes to the potty like a duck to water. I can tell by our horrendous experience at church today that her fiery indepence and iron will are going to give us a run for our money as we embark on the terrible twos, so it would be nice if this went smoothly. Fingers crossed.