Breaking news from the potty

It's definitely looking like yesterday's efforts were not just a fluke. This morning Thumper had a dry overnight nappy again. And just like yesterday, she took it off soon after getting up and did her wee in the potty... with much acclaim from DeepSpice and myself, and to a lesser extent, from BallFiend.

During breakfast, a small number-two escaped into her "undies" (actually some really fantastic training pants which I can highly recommend), but for the rest of the day, she's had no problems putting her wee in its place... even while we were out for most of the morning at the police community day - which I must add the kids really enjoyed! 

Thumper ready for duty. (BallFiend refused to get in.)

Thumper behind the wheel. (BallFiend refused to get in.)

Thumper tries out a career in traffic management. (BallFiend still refusing to get in but concedes to a photo outside the divvy van after being promised we would go and get a sausage straight after.)

This was definitely DeepSpice's highlight of the day. Pity we didn't get a photo of him with the chopper!

Thumper with me, ready to go after those high-rollin' crims on the habour. (At first, BallFiend refused to get on... but then...)

BallFiend finally overcomes his reticence to join in.

Of course, it all went horribly wrong when DeepSpice told a  dad-joke
and was summararily sentenced for a three-month stint in a re-education camp.  

We were out of the house from about 10:30 am until 1:00 pm, and it wasn't until right at the end that Thumper asked to go to the toilet. She wasn't even phased when I took her into the dark, dingy, smelly public toilet block. She sat right up on the big toilet and made a noble attempt to do her wee. Unfortunately, the wee was 'shy' again and nothing happened. But she held on with apparent ease until we got home, then went on her potty with no trouble. 

Later in the afternoon, I was out gardening and DeepSpice was in the shed (working on a long-overdue project to build us a new letterbox). Thumper and BallFiend had been helping me, but after a while Thumper decided to go and find more interesting things to do. Sometime later, Thumper emerged from the house with wet hands. She announced that she had just washed her hands and when we asked her why she informed us that she had just done a wee on the toilet, specifically "the big toilet, not the potty. All by myself!" And once again, DeepSpice and I started jumping around like deranged monkeys, congratulating our newly-independent daughter. And of course Thumper joined in, adding "I'm so proud of myself." with an enormous grin on her face. 

And so here we are at the end of Thumper's second day of toilet-training. I have just hung a load of nappies out on the line to dry. Is it possible that it might be the last time? I can't quite believe it, but I really do hope so!

Nappies drying... soon to be a long distant memory, I hope!

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