Evelyn was taking a bath, which she always enjoys. She paused in her splish splashing to say "potty" in her adorable toddler voice, and started trying to stand up. "Potty" she said again, so I asked her, "do you want to use the potty?" She then started trying to climb out of the tub so I lifted her up and over onto the bathroom floor. Dripping and naked, she went over to the little plastic potty, settled herself down onto it and immediately started peeing. This was quite out of the ordinary. I wasn't sure how or if I should react so I simply waited until she was finished (which took a bit....it was a healthy pee). She was fascinated by the stream of urine filling the potty and kept her head tipped down to watch. When she was done I erupted in enthusiastic cheers and congratulations, which brought Tag running from the other room and we all high-fived and laughed at the amazing event that just occurred. Ev was thrilled with herself and with the response. We haven't had an encore yet, but she's obviously got the right idea.
I should mention that the potty, the actual potty that she used, was the potty that I myself "learned" on almost 40 years ago. How crazy is that?
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