peeing skittles

While I was unpacking, Violet stumbled unto a pack of Thomas underwear I had bought her for sometime in the far future. Thomas panties combined with some skittles as potty treats and she's pretty motivated.

Basically as soon as she realized that going to the potty would get her a skittle, she turned into the goose that laid the golden egg. She happily sits on her training toilet on average 75 times a day. She either pees (usually a TBSP or two) and triumphantly announces, "Me go pee-pee. Me need candy." Or looks down confused and queries, "This no work, mom."

Of course, all this only works if we're home and she's not wearing any clothes. Not super versatile. But she's averaging about a pack of skittles a day. So she's clearly winning.

In other Violet news. She can talk now.

Her vocabulary as exploded. In the past few weeks she's gone from only speaking a few words to speaking in complete sentences (not correct sentences). It's fantastic. A two year old who can communicate what she wants is so much easier and happier to be around.

Proof of her sentences:
"Mom, don't close that door all the way."
"Me need to come with you to Mae-Mae's. Me get my scooter."
"No, Winst! This my bottle. Me get your bottle."

She also makes jokes. Which are a bit strange but really funny.

We love her.

Update: Since I originally wrote this a week ago, we've wandered into some unfamiliar territory. Oh, she still talks. We can't get her to shut up, "What you doing, Mom?" "Where you going?" She just refuses to wear underwear--or pants in any form. Really, the only clothes she is okay wearing is a diaper.  This she carries around everywhere and cries until I put on for her.

She then immediately poops in it. Then she climbs onto the changing table, and announces, "Me go poop, Mom, me need change." Then cheerfully optimistic she asks, "Me get candy now?"

She still pees in the potty and has been known to spend 20 minutes at a time--rotating between both downstairs toilets and her training toilet, trying to poop, but as soon as the diaper comes on, all potty training knowledge is completely erased.

This has been a blow to both my optimism and ego. Luckily, I have plenty of both to spare and will surely rebound quickly. In the meantime, I've switched tactics and am now promising a new set of Diesel 10 bath toys, all that is required is for the killer combo of both wearing underwear and going poop in the potty. She gazes at the them longingly, but has assured me with her actions, she's in no hurry.