In other news, this morning Kitty attacked me in bed and told me she wanted to go pee in the potty so that she could go to school. See, I have been telling her that she can’t go to preschool until she is potty trained, and previously she really couldn’t have given a crap. No pun intended. She was very content to stay at home and pee in diapers this Fall.
So, I was part excited and part apprehensive that she was finally showing interest in potty training. Because, while I want her to pee in the potty, I don’t want to have to be the one that teaches her how. Of all the parenting tasks required of me thus far, I loathe potty training the most. I believe that potty training is what they make you do for eternity in the sixth circle of hell. You are forever stuck with a kid that is constantly leaving puddles all over the floor or will yell out “I HAVE TO POOP RIGHT NOW!!!!” the second you pull on to the freeway, or right as the slow moving elevator doors close.
Boo. I hate potty training. So, anyway… today little Kitty has peed three times in the potty and twice all over herself. I guess this is progress. However, she misunderstood the “If you pee in the potty, you can go to school” statement to mean that she can go to school now… Today. Not great.