Potty train, that is.
I have been avoiding all the signs. Dilly almost always tells me when she's wet. Either by taking off her diaper and throwing it in the hallway. Or by telling me that she's "stinky." She follows us into the bathroom and is quite fond of the words, "pee," "poopie," and "potty." I've tried to shut my eyes and ears to these things, but yesterday, she did something I couldn't ignore.
Just before lunch, Dilly was in our playroom. J walked by and noticed that she had taken off her pants and was only wearing a diaper. He told me to pay attention because she would probably shed the diaper too. I agreed and continued doing whatever I was doing. A few minutes later, I did a "hallway check." We were all clear. The diaper hadn't been thrown.
But, I may have slightly overlooked something. Sure, the diaper wasn't in the hallway, but that didn't mean that the diaper was actually on her.
That's when it happened. J walked into the playroom and saw Dilly totally naked standing next to an empty toy bin. The only thing was that the toy bin WASN'T ACTUALLY EMPTY. Yes, it was free of toys, but Dilly had decided to pee in it. Fantastic!
Apparently, she was sick and tired of waiting for me to potty train her. Go figure.