Literally and figuratively. Audrey finally decided to potty train herself. She has been trying to get me to help her since before Ward was born, but I just couldn't find the time. Earlier this week she disappeared for a minute and then I heard the toilet flush. Next thing I knew she was rounding the corner totally naked and exclaimed,
"I went in the potty!"
Uh? I don't know if she did or not, all evidence was lost in the flush. A day later though I was changing her and she ran off. When I called her back she said said,
Sure enough, I found her on the toilet cute as can be. When I got there she said,
Yup. The possibility of her being trained is fantastic, but I also know it complicates nap taking and what not. I am not sure I am ready to give up her 4 hour naps :(
But, today, I heard the most dreadful sound of all. Audrey, who sleeps in a crib, and whose crib is not near the door, alerted us that she was up from her nap by knocking on the door! She's an escape artist. I cannot believe her crib days are over.
Tonight, we put her to bed in her big girl bed (which has been in her room since Amos upgraded to the bunk beds) and it is not going well. I just snuck in and took two quick shots of the current situation: