She is a determined little girl, after all.
It's not like I was OVERLY optimistic.
When she first came to me, I thought she was asking for a diaper change. She'd been running around in just that cotton padding since she woke from her nap. And now she was begging me to "Take it off!"
"Do you need a new diaper, honey?"
NO MOMMY! Take it OFF!
"I can't just take it off and let you run around. I'll go get you a clean diaper."
NO MOMMY! TAKE MY DIAPER OFF!
I WANT TO WEAR UNNERWEARS.
I NO NEED NO DIAPER!
One look in those big blue eyes had me fully convinced. I had no doubt that she'd considered her options, weighed the pros and cons, then come to the conclusion that today was potty training day! I was giddy at the thought.
I've always heard that girls are easier to train. And that if you wait long enough, the training process is a cakewalk. Knowing my daughter's spunky, strong will, I began calculating how much money we'd be saving in the "diaper" column of the budget.
But after two hours, we had nothing to show for our work except a daddy on his hands and knees under the living room area rug with a bottle of carpet cleaner.
Miss M took one look at the scene and asked me for a diaper.
You can call me Pollyana, but I'm keeping the "unnerwears" close by. And maybe I'll stock up on carpet spot cleaners the next time I'm at Sam's!