Today was training day.  You know...theeeee training day.  The "you will go to the potty like a big girl, or else"  training day!  The "we've tried everything else and failed miserably" training day.

After reading Gayle's post on training her son, I signed up for the book (Toilet Training in Less Than a Day, by Nathan H. Azrin and Richard M. Foxx) at the library, read it twice, kicked the husband and son out of the house (no distractions), and we went to it. 

I just tucked her in and she's exhausted.  ME TOO!!  What a hard grueling job!  I must say though...it was successful!  This somewhat old fashioned (it was printed in 1979) method has apparently stood the test of time and works like a charm--IF you don't veer from course. 

It seemed so strange to me to think of filling her up on Lemonade and buying a stupid (sorry!) doll that wets!  Unbelievably, she fell for it.  She absolutely adored teaching her Betsy-wetsy (I named her--heehee!) to go potty.  And of course, she learned herself! 

Yes, there were accidents.  Yes, I'm doing more laundry tonight.  Yes, she's wearing a pull up to bed. 

Okay--so now they can't hold her back in Sunday School.  She gets to move on with the rest of the 3-year olds when she turns 3 in two weeks.  Just who do they think they're dealin' with here!!??  I'm on it!  She's officially "trained".  Of course, she gets to practice--lots!!!  heeheehee  Oh wait...that's not so funny 'cause I get to clean it all up--except the pants part which she is also trained to do herself! 

I'm ever so grateful that His mercies are new every morning!  I hope I remember that--in the morning! :)