My little girl has been potty trained for quite some time with the exception of a diaper at nighttime. We've been working toward eliminating that too. Needless to say, we spend a lot of time in restrooms together. Restaurants and stores are a must, she can't resist the call of uncharted territories.
Tonight while we are watching a movie she says "potty" so we pause and I take her in to the bathroom. She's been working on going by herself lately. She can get the light on and climb up on the stool, drop her drawers and get on the toilet without assistance.
She starts to go and looks at me and says "Aw, feel much better."
When did she become an 80-year-old man?
While at an outdoor concert a few weeks ago, she had to potty at least 10 times. Boredom begets creative freedom fighting. She went with mommy the first time. Every time after, I ended up going instead.
She explained that "Mommy take pink potty." So when I took her into a blue port-a-potty it was a new experience. Our first time in a blue potty was fine...still early in the evening. Men are pigs in the bathroom. Port-a-potties are disgusting. The combination of the two is horrifying. Daddy started taking her to pink potties then.
We get back to the group and she announced "Daddy go girl potty. Blue potty Daddy. No Pink Potty."