The poo went hiding

Well, if I were to say that there was one challenging thing about being your parent, Maia, I would have to say that getting you to bed lately and you deciding to get up before dawn, would be it. Laugh. Your Dad and I thought we had it all figured out and for about the total of a week, we could put you in bed by 7 pm and you would be asleep by 7:10, sometimes 7:30, but it was a no fuss ritual of bath, sleep sac, story, a few songs and we were off and you were off to dreamland. Then, came daylight savings and it has been a real nightmare for us. You seem to be having the time of your life. We start the routine at 6:15 and you are now asleep around 8:30. We put you to bed and you insist on calling us back in with a list of reasons from water, teething powder, to toilet, which is hard to ignore as you are potty training and we are trying to support you in your efforts. So last night, after your Dad had made two trips into your room, I went in and you said you had to go potty. (Now you Dad had just taken you, but you usually don't play that card just to get out of bed, but you did...) And so while you sat on your potty and I asked you where the poppy way, you looked a bit bewildered...knowing that you had been found out without any evidence to show for your claim of having to poo...and promptly told me, "It is hiding in my petunia..." I'll tell you it was mighty hard not to laugh out laugh. You are so clever and sweet...speaking of...you are just getting up from your nap...so let me run and get you. Love you Maia.