I think ice cream would be a better pay off.

But I guess I'll have to be satisfied with future potential embarrassment.
After my last post detailing K's ...uh... issues, she voluntarily used the toilet. Without any prompting. I didn't think we were done with messes, but I had hopes that we were moving in the right direction. Tonight she was obviously holding things in so I took her to the bathroom, set her on the toilet and walked out. This has been done at least 235 times before. Usually, it end in her peeing, putting on pants and finishing the job. Tonight it ended in a poop mural. She used the floor as her pallet of choice and the wall as her canvas. The words "shipping charges" and "grandma" came to mind. As did the word "adoption". I'm joking, of course. Not about the words, but about actually going through with it.

It's a good thing I'm so cute......