Potty boot camp began this morning at approximately 0900 hours. Elsa was (quote) very excited to be wearing underpants! (end quote). Clio, more reluctant. Sat half-naked on a pair of them for awhile before finally conceding to put on a pair. (Not the pair she'd been sitting on.)
Next maneuver: proceeded to pitch all remaining diapers into a trash bag (to be given to the first worthy size 5 toddler we can locate), pitch the changing pads and diaper pails onto the porch, and start pushing liquids. No action until approximately 1.5 hours later when frequent urination began.
Vital stats (as of 1600 hours):
Ounces of liquid consumed: 32 or more per child
Pairs of underpants soaked through: 9
Loads of laundry done: 1
Trips made to potty: too many to count
Trips made to potty that resulted in at least some pee actually making it into potty: 6
Number of stickers rewarded for successful potty trips: 5
Pairs of (adult) socks changed after inadvertent stepping in puddle of pee: 1
Number of episodes of Blues Clues watched: 2 (1 Steve, 1 Joe)
Number of Froot Loop necklaces made: 2
Observations: Family morale: good. Weather: overcast with occasional drizzle (outside). Cabin fever danger level: low to moderate. Expected to rise. Contrary to expectation, Clio seeming to catch onto concept more quickly than Elsa. Parents doing well, but looking forward to a glass of wine.