Let's Get This Potty Started Right Now!

This morning my neighbor and I took Jorie, aka Miss Chattyshoes, and her spunky side-kick Miss Sassypants to the Wal-Mart down the street to do some serious potty shopping. Sweetie Girl, the little girl my neighbor babysits a few days a week, was also there.

Each girl excitedly picked out her dream seat: Jorie went for the princessy pink Fisher-Price royal throne, while Miss Sassypants opted for the Elmo seat. We also picked up an array of rewards ranging from bubble rings to lip gloss and nail polish to stick-on earrings to sweeten the deal.

On the way home, we stopped at the Sonic drive-thru for an enormous cup of Cherry Limeade, which we filled sippy cups with once we got back and unloaded the new chairs. I ran home to get a spare chair so that Sweetie Girl wouldn't be left out (although she's the youngest of the three--younger than Jorie by one day--she is the only one with pee-pee on the potty on her resume.

We loaded each girl up with a sippy cup and a book and sat them in a row in my neighbor's kitchen and waited for the action to begin. We even had two babies sitting on their potties among them.

Sweetie Girl was the first to go. We vigorously applauded like we had just sold a time-share to the first sucker in the room and Sweetie Girl picked out her prize--a highly coveted piece of gum.

Miss Sassypants kept announcing she'd gone, but every time my neighbor checked, she was met with an empty bowl. After she cried potty for the um-teenth time, my neighbor took her time making yet another check. We were elated to find a full bowl.

On we cheered as Miss Sassypants turned Jorie green with envy over her potty prize, a bubble ring.

Jorie jealously sat by as Miss Sassypants celebrated making pee pee with blowing bubbles.

I went into the other room and heard a faint royal chime in the background. I almost missed it. Jorie stood up to find her own full bowl. We celebrated with a bubble ring and each girl got herself a full mani-pedi for their successes.