We gave Lily her own potty on her 21-month birth day. It's a plastic toilet, themed with Winnie the Pooh. She showed a keen interest in it even before it came out of the box. We located it in the bathroom and used a very low pressure sales pitch to explain the usage. While she clearly remained interested in the device and our descriptions of its use, she sat on it only once, briefly, at that location.
She then took to dragging the device across the house to the family room, where I was watching Super Bowl XLIV, a game between the Saints and the Colts. She examined the device a little more in its new location before pulling down her diaper & pants and taking a seat on it. Then she got up and pulled up her pants (with some assist). Then she did it all again, and again, and again, and so on. She kept doing it, and with practice she clearly got better at it, even if I had to help her pull up her pants each time.
The highlight came after Cindy joined the cheering section. I went to get the camera, to capture this moment. She's in that small window when a person can beam with pride because they managed to sit on the toilet (when sitting on the toilet in the family room is picture worthy). Just as I started taking pictures, Lily peed. The quantity was small, but the event was monumental. Cheers were heard.
So, that was the super bowl game, from our house.
This is a long way from 'potty trained' but it's a good step. As time goes on we know that interest and desire on her part may wane. Many things, such as the attention her new brother gets during change time, might be a factor. Overall though, this is a much better start than we expected.
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