A while ago I half-heartedly attempted to toilet train Kiera. I gave up pretty quickly. She was doing very well, but then her strong willed nature kicked in and she decided that potty sitting was not for her. She would hold her body rigid and scream, refusing to bend inorder to sit on the potty. I decided she wasn't ready - and neither was I. Since then she has randomly let me know that she needs to "pooped" - and she is usually right. She does not conform to typical societal norms, however. The potty is rarely in the bathroom - she has very specific ideas about where she needs to do her business. Right infront of the fire is one of her favourite spots - nice and warm :)
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