My sister-in-law called us via Skype again last night. The first words out of her mouth were “You’ll notice Nola has decided she doesn’t feel like wearing pants this morning.” Yep. She had not only refused to put on her pants, but had proceeded to remove her diaper and spent most of the call galloping around the room wearing only a long-sleeved striped shirt.
She was in quite a good mood about the whole situation, despite being told that she could not watch any of her beloved Peppa Pig cartoons until she put her pants on. About five minutes into the call, our laptop decided to freeze up and needed to be rebooted. When I called back, my sister-in-law didn’t answer right away. Turns out that Nola had peed on her while we were disconnected and she needed to change clothes. Nice timing.
So, Nola doesn’t want to wear a diaper anymore, but she hasn’t quite gotten the hang of knowing when she has to go to the bathroom and asking to use the toilet. Her mom was hoping to avoid potty training until after our Hawaii trip, but it looks like Nola is forcing her hand. I was trying really hard not to laugh. I feel bad for her, but the sight of Nola running around in a shirt and no pants was just hilarious. Have I mentioned how glad I am not to have children?