Maybe potty power is ready once again. Strange thing happened today. We were in the backyard and Quinners was in her bathing suit sans diaper. She came up to me and said, "Quinners pee mommy." So I went inside and got the toilet shell and sat her down. She peed.
Strange in many ways: her butt touched the seat of the toilet. She acknowledged what she had to do. She did not want a diaper on. We have not spoken of the potty in weeks. She does whatever the hell she wants, whenever she wants. We are definitely on her schedule and not the other way around.
She even wanted her potty book to read as well.
She blows me away. I cannot for the life of me figure her out. Maybe that is why I love her so much.