I sat with Ada for 3 hours today by the potty. Reading, talking, telling jokes. She’s ready.

Ready for the next thing

Amazing how much self-identity goes along with this stuff. Not only does it happen when she gets to a level of hand dexterity (i.e. can put on and remove clothes). But it also happens when her own self-awareness has gotten to a point where she *really* (I mean really) does not want to be laid on the ground and changed by someone else. She doesn’t like the lack of control over her own body. It feels too baby-like. She wants to do everything potty/diaper related standing up (not a fun intermediate stage, for anyone helping, namely me).

She wants this so much, she’s sitting & sitting & sitting — all of those 3 hours, she wanted to do it. I see how hard she works to grow and change, so much drive, (evolving) confidence, faith, and trust.