One of K's new favorite phrases when I ask/tell her to do something is "No yet, Mommy!" Well, this is exactly how I am feeling at the thought of potty training--my single greatest intimidation with having triplets.
I am disgusted by public bathrooms. One of the ways my husband displays his love for me is his patience in searching for miles for the cleanest bathroom stop on a road trip. The thought of trying to take 3 toddlers to a public restroom makes me crazy! Needless to say, I am not excited about 2 little boys learning how to aim and what that is going to do to the cleanliness of my home.
So while I am, by nature, an overachiever, I have filed potty training under the category of "Nothing to prove." I'll wait until they are REALLY ready. There have not been any signs to indicate readiness...until today.
I was making my bed when K walked in wearing different pants than I had put her in. She had pulled her pants off and on by herself. Not perfectly, but impressive. As I ran for the camera to document the moment I was greeted by R who was bare bottomed shouting "Poopy, Mommy!" He then handed me his dirty diaper (which he had removed himself.) Don't worry, I did not photograph that.
I am thinking they are displaying signs of readiness. I am terrified.