**Firstly, Emilia, I'm sorry for posting this and I'm sure it'll come up in the Father-of-the-Bride speech**
This week we officially started potty-training.
I've been reading a book called "Potty Training for Girls" and it pretty much does what it says on the tin.
The idea is that you introduce the concept gradually; going nappy-less for an hour (closely supervised!) and suggest the potty a couple of times in that hour - or when you notice "signs".
After they've got the hang of pottys, you suggest that
Today I took her nappy off and we sat on the floor and played with her Peppa-Pig figures. The potty was to one side and towels were on stand-by incase of an accident.
I suggested she may need a wee and she thought about it for a second before making a "psssss" noise but refused the potty. She got up and made her way straight out of the back door onto the lawn where she squatted slightly and wee'd right on the grass!
I honestly didn't know weather to chastise her for peeing on the grass; or congratulate her for knowing not to wee on the floor!
Apparently we've been watching our dog go outside for a wee and decided that that's the place to do it.
I'm glad it wasn't raining!
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