Elsa's Growing Up.

Elsa is my social butterfly. For a two year old, she remembers names really well.  She walks around at church, and greets everyone (young and old) by name.  She loves playing with other kids.  She and Reagan either play really well together, or they fight ferociously.  That sounds familiar.  Heather and I were the same way.

Elsa's terrible-two's were pretty rough.  But her 3rd birthday is in two weeks, and she has been showing her delightful side again.

Elsa is completely potty trained.   Getting her there was an entirely different experience, from what I went through to toilet train Reagan.  Reagan did it at a younger age, but had lots of "accidents".  Elsa hasn't had a single "accident" since she decided that she was done with diapers.  Since January, I've tried several times, to potty train Elsa.  I couldn't figure out a reward that would entice her to use the toilet?!  She didn't want cookies, or M&M's, or any treat.  I'd put her in a pair of panties, and she'd act like there wasn't a difference between them, or her diaper.  It was frustrating, and gross. 
Finally, the week before we went to New Mexico, I hit on Elsa's "currency".  I told her that she couldn't go to Pre-school if she was wearing diapers.  Boom!  That did it.  No more diapers for Elsa.  I worried about how she'd do on vacation.  Was I an idiot to potty train her right before we left?  Well, there was no turning back.  Fortunately, Elsa surprised me, and did amazingly well!  I put her in a diaper for the drive to NM, and she stayed dry.  5 hours in to the car ride, she told me she needed to go potty.  So, on the return trip, I let her stay in panties; and she was fine.  Hallelujah!
Once that little girl makes up her mind to do something, she does it 100%.
Now I only have one set of diapers to change (I have a feeling Cohen is really going to give me a run for my money, when it comes to potty training!).  The only downside to having Elsa out of diapers is that it presents a new challenge: how do I get her pants to stay up?  That girl is a skinny-mini!  Safety-pins have been working as a temporary fix.

She can hardly wait to start Pres-School.  The other day, she had her first play-date.  My Angel -Baby is growing up too fast.