We've been dealing with a pretty fierce diaper rash around here. So, last night after Nora's bath, I pulled on her leg-warmers and a shirt and let her run-around "nudie-pants" to let her dry out and get some air on her nether-regions. Yes, I knew this was pretty dangerous, but we have mostly wood floors, so I figured if she started to go, I could quickly move her off the rugs to a moppable area. She was so enjoying her freedom, running around the living room (yes, she's a full-time walker/runner now!) giggling all the way. I really got a kick out of her sheer delight.
At one point, I went into the kitchen to grab something, when I started to hear water running. "Huh?", I thought, then "Ooooh noooo" as I sprinted to the source. Yes, it was Nora, no, it wasn't water. But, I had to be so proud. She had walked into the bathroom and was standing right next to the toilet to do her business. She even managed to miss getting any on her leg-warmers! Thankfully, the bathroom is tiled and all was quickly cleaned and sanitized.
Now we just have to teach her how to take off her own diaper and hop onto the pot!
P.S. Anybody on blogger know why my formatting is so crazy? It's maddening!
