Cold Turkey

Okay. I should have known years ago that potty training a living being was not my forte'. When it took months and tears to train the dog to do his business outside I should have had an inkling. That was just the tip of the iceberg. Annie was difficult to say the least to train but that was of my own making. I was determined to have her trained before Ella's homecoming - not a good idea since you can't physically make someone do that particular activity if they are dead set against it. She finally trained around 3 years old when it was absolutely her decision. Ella has been a whole other story. More strong-willed + loud screamer + multiple catheterizations due to kidney reflux + traumatic experiences watching sister deal with potty "issues" = one very hard to train little lady.

Today we went cold turkey. Panties were worn at all times even while out in public. I'm sure Ella will hear, "Are you staying dry?" in her sleep tonight.

Side note: The girls and I were looking at a baby name book today and seeing what each of our names mean. They are as follows:

Annie - gracious; pure
Deidre - sorrowful; wanderer ( what is that about?)
Mark - manly warrior
and the best by far
Ella - elfin; beautiful fairy woman

So the final news on the potty front is that Ella did successfully go this evening!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She got stickers, money and a peep. (Great parenting. Honestly, we would have sprung for a car at this point if she had only known to ask.)