Six months after we thought we were getting somewhere with potty training, we actually may be moving forward. As far as I can tell, the important thing is to make you believe it's something you may not be able to do, or to be very blase. Then you start to think it must be something cool and want to do it. We even got some Elmo underwear, with high hopes.
It's hillarious to hear you sing "Frer a Jacque a". It comes out something like "Where a sock is? Where a sock is? Door mate. Door mate. Song a lot Amia. Song a lot Amia. Din din don." You have the last verse right, but the rest is really funny. I hope I can capture it on tape.
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