Anne reminds me of ongoing progress in Kitten’s life.
She seems to be (knock on wood!) pretty well potty trained, praise the Maker. While we still bug her about hitting the head on a regular basis, she also voluntarily goes on her own, too. Biggest problem she has is restoring all the clothing she takes off — she’s a little exhibitionist at heart (just like her mom).
(The Big Secret? Wish I had one. Supportiveness, encouragement — and letting her know that she couldn’t attend preschool next month if she wasn’t potty trained. Well, that and Dora panties. Go fig.)
There’s been a couple cases of intentionally “acting out,” but that’s to be expected (and dealt with). And she’s had a couple of accidents when she was too interested in playing to interrupt herself. That’s to be expected, too.
We’re still putting her into pull-ups at night, though she almost always wakes up dry. The one night we didn’t think it wise, logistically, to change her, she woke up dry, too. Once we know that she can take care of business at night, when needed, we’ll initiate that change as well.
So, of course, we have a huge CostCo box of unopened diapers in the garage. Well, I’m sure we’ll find a use for them — or find someone else who does.
She’s doing better at getting herself dressed, too.
Other encouraging bit of news is that she’s been sleeping in a lot better — meaning she’s been getting up around 8, rather than 6. Which, particularly on the weekends, is a huge change for the better (though, to be fair, there were times when we’ve relied on her as a human alarm clock).
Getting her down to sleep is … progressing as well. It’s still a separation trauma, but less so than a few weeks ago. Last night she went down without a peep — granted, it was past her bed time, but there were also Exciting Doings with the Testerfolk, Randy, and Dogs. Stay tuned.