That's the Spirit

Cassie pooped in the potty! Voluntarily! Yesterday. Peeing in the potty has been happening before bath every night for a while now, but for a long time, pooping was just for the diaper, and the two times she sort of inadvertently ended pooping in the potty, it kind of freaked her out. She still really doesn't want to be bothered with interrupting her activities in any way in the middle of the day for something as tedious as going into a different room and disrobing in order to relieve herself, but at least we're now getting to bracket the day with morning and evening successful potty sessions. I've been resisting, but maybe it's time to break out the bribes. Sigh. Someone suggested having a beloved book that only gets to be read on the potty--maybe that's a good thing to try first.

Anyway. Cassie and I went to the art museum again on Saturday, just the two of us. I ended up having to change her diaper, and we stood in line and waited for the handicapped stall in the ladies' room so that I'd have enough room (she refuses to lie on those changing stations--she feels like she's going to fall, so I have to change her standing up--suboptimal for a poopy diaper, to say the least). I got her all clean and fresh and then decided what the heck, I'll take the opportunity to pee also. While I was on the toilet, Cassie got curious and got down on her hands and knees and started looking into the next stall. I stopped her: "Um, sweetie, please stand up. We don't look at people when they're on the toilet. People need privacy when they're peeing and pooping. Well, not mama and daddy, but definitely people we don't know."

Cassie replied, "But I know everybody!"