We went to King's yesterday where she picked out a great toy that I was going to use as bribery. She picked out a Belle cell phone. When we got it home I prepared myself for the meltdown that would occur when I told her she couldn't open it until she used the toilet. It happened once, twice, and a handful of times again, but she understands the concept. She still doesn't want the cell phone bad enough to use the toilet - YET!
Today I was getting ready to change Emmitt's diaper. She wanted to help. I told her she couldn't help change the baby's diapers until she was wearing panties and not diapers anymore. She ran in her room, put on some panties and came back out to help change Emmitt's diaper. Here is what she looked like. Cracked me up!
I love the back view, she didn't even get the Dora panties up over her little hiney! I looked out the back window earlier today and she still had this get up on, but in addition to it she was pulling her little Dora suitcase with wheels down the sidewalk. I wonder what people think of us!