Potty Training Continues and Laundry Too

Potty training continues at grandma's house aka Lela.  I wanted to know how she alerts others that she had to go potty.  I called my mom last night and made sure she was up for the challenge and to my surprise she was willing and ready. 

This morning, I made sure to pack a bag full of extra clothes and put her plastic jelly sandals just in case an accident occurred.  The ride went well and as soon as we reached Lela's house we went straight to the bathroom.  She bragged to Lela how she just went potty and Lela chimed in on cue with praise. 

Mid day I called my mom to see how Olivia was doing and she said it was going well.  She had taken Olivia to the park and the only accident she had was going down the slide and in one swoop drying all the rainwater with her bottom.  I was impressed and when I went to pick her up she was just getting off the potty.  Wow.  I was going to put her in pampers for her eye doctor's appointment but I didn't.  My mother had suggested that I bring her potty in the car and see how she does.  Hmmm...okay. 

So at the doctor's after signing in I asked for the bathroom key and put her on the potty.  She does a little pee and then upon returning to the waiting room Olivia notices a bubbler--uhoh! I foolishly allow her to drink for the bubbler.  Now, Olivia knows that it works and wants more, more, and more.  So I fill her cup--mommy mistake #2.  The visit took much longer than I anticipated and as we were in the waiting room she ask to go potty--oh no the doctor will  be in shortly.  So, I sent hubby to the car to grab her pamper--I know I panicked mistake #3 but what would you have done? And guess what? Turns out that she held it her pamper was dry. 

I was really proud of her and even after lunch in the park she was still dry.  At home she went to the potty twice first to pee and then to poop and came seeking praise which she did receive.  But then the bomb dropped.  She had an accident.  I saw her cute face turn to a look of mortification--yup she peed and was in a frozen state.  I whisked her up and ran her to the bathroom, no big deal.  Then a couple minutes later she was talking and went to get paper to color and the look I saw earlier returned.  I whisked her up again.  At this point I wondered what was going on...was she going through a relapse or was it because she drank more than she should have at lunch and it was catching up to her?

I bathed her and put her in a pamper for bed.  I can't believe this near successful day took such a horrible turn leaving me with a load of some seriously stinky pee pee clothes.  Laundry and dishes are 2 things I really don't like doing.  But if I had a choice I would definitely choose dishes over handling these gross wet pee pee smelling clothes.  *sigh*