After three weeks of cleaning out poopy panties every day because of complete refusal to even attempt pooping on the potty, Camden announced out of the blue, "Mom, I need to poop on the potty." What? Okay, run to the bathroom. She sat, and voila! Number 2! Followed by, "Can I have gum?" Of course you can! Gum has been the bribe, along with stern warnings that we can't go to the park until they stop pooping and peeing in their panties.
I can't tell you how excited I was. How excited I still am! Oh how I hope that she's not teasing me, that it wasn't a fluke. Now, if I can get Cadi on board...
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