tomorrow marks our first day of potty training. i'm doing that 3-day method that everyone talks about... we'll see how it goes. goldie is pretty good about telling me when she poops, and she always pretends to use the potty. the girl who wrote the 3-day potty training says you can start at 22 months... and that's where we are. so here we go. i'm so sick of changing her diaper, seriously. that girl puts up a fight like none other-- she hates it. i'd hate it too, if i were her, considering she poops like 5 times a day. that should make for an interesting 3 days, right? i've got some prizes lined up (including smarties, dum dums, bracelets, necklaces, and the ultimate prize of a pink truck), around 30 pairs of underwear, bum wipes, bed liner, popsicles... i think we're good to go. i used to feel really intimidated by all of this, but now i'm kind of more like, i can do this. we can do this. right lou? i got out the underwear today to wash, so i thought i'd let goldie look through it while i explained to her what it was and what we'd be doing. apparently she got confused because she used the words "hat" and "purse" a lot instead of "potty" and "big girl." ha. oh man, say a prayer. we might need it.