Ohh I’ve been a bad bad blogger the past few days. I swear I don’t think there are enough hours in the day. My little one had a yucky eye infection so I stayed home with her for a few days. I should be blogging about the insane price of her eye medication. I think I figured it out and it was up in to the thousands of dollars for one gallon of it, I do that when I buy insanely priced medicine to make me feel better that I don’t have to pay that much for gas. I’m glad my car doesn’t run on Vigamox (that’s the prescription drops she had to take).

But, I’ve also been on a underground, top secret mission. So secretive that you wouldn’t believe it if I told you. I truly thought that it was going to be Mission Impossible and that I was going to fail, but guess what. Mission Accomplished! What is this risky mission you ask?

Wait for it…..

Wait for it….

Wait for it….

I potty trained my two year old! Let the angels sing… hallelujah…..hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah! With only one month to go until her 3rd birthday I am now the proud parent of a potty trained little girl. Although she’s beyond freaked out by public restroom toilets (can’t say that I blame her), so I gotta figure that one out, but other than that, woohoo no more diapers! If anyone has any suggestions on how to get her used to freaky public restrooms send me a email!

I honestly thought that she was going to be wearing a diaper on her wedding day. This is one feisty little girl, where in the world does she get all that sass (no comments from the peanut gallery on that one!) For those of you going through P.T. Hell (potty training hell) like I’ve been going through, I’ll share my last resort method.

Warning, if you are a parent who does not believe in bribes, go ahead and stop reading, cause it’s going to get ugly with the bribing!!!!!!! Ok proceed with caution, you’ve been warned!

We recently had to get a new cordless phone at home and one of the nifty little features on it is a musical alarm. There are 5-6 little songs to choose from and my daughter loves them. So while she was staying home from preschool so her eye could get better, I decided to take advantage of that time and go full speed ahead with the training. So, I started out setting the little musical alarm for every 15 minutes. Seriously, do you know how fast 15 minutes goes when you have to take a 2 year old to the potty every. single. 15. minutes. all. day. long. Oh boy. *If* she went on the potty her briber, err cough cough, reward would be two glorious M&Ms, her choice of color. By combining the bribe/reward and that little musical number, it was the magic answer. As soon as she heard that little song she would start dancing around singing about potty time and I would go with her to the restroom. So yesterday was day five and we had changed the timing to every 45 minutes and a couple of times she would tell us on her own before the alarm went off.

So for all of you out there in PT Hell, there is a light at the end of the tunnel, your child won’t be in a diaper on his/her wedding day. If my stubborn little one can do it then there’s hope for yours too! Oh and my big grand bribe if she did a good job all weekend was that I would paint her toe nails, oh boy you would have thought she won the lottery tonight when I painted them for her.

Her preschool teachers said she did a super job today as her first day back at school diaperless, no accidents.  Life is good!