So Megan and I went upstairs to get the girls this morning. The usual sounds of rowdiness descended from above - banging on the sides of the crib, babbling, calls for Momma and Dadda. But when we went into the girls' room, we found Esther pants off, diaper off, shirt mostly off (back behind her head), with a totally soaked sheet and mattress pad. Crazy. And funny. And that's what makes it great.
But seriously, here's the plea: best Meg and I can tell, Esther is pretty close/ready to be potty train. She shows high levels of interest, goes over to the bathroom and her potty when we think she's going potty, etc. Yet we're having trouble figuring how to actually potty train her in the midst of the Party, if you get my meaning. Any suggestions?
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