Mummy Training

Once, after succesfully doing her 'buisness' on the toilet, I told Olivia how proud I was of her. The conversation also included lots of words like 'wees' and 'poos' but we don't need to go there.
It must have been a few weeks later when Livy and I were playing together, and she put her arm around me and said (what I eventually understood to be) "Om proud-a-you Mummy".

I was immediately reminded how what I say- and especially how I say it- can an effect my little girl. She may not fully understand the meaning of these words, but she remembers the way they made her feel.

I was in-line at IGA on friday when I overheard a conversation between a little girl and her mum. While smiling and waving at Olivia, the little girl said "was I cute when I was a baby?"
(Olivia did look ridiculously cute in a flowery dress she calls her 'princess dress'.. but I digress...)
The responce was not at all what I expected. I sneaked a glace, and the mother didn't even look at her daughter when she said short, "no, you were never cute."
I just wanted to give that little girl a hug!

So all in all, a lesson re-learned. I'm just greatful that my experience was a positive one... this time.

So, when Olivia was 'helping' Justin finish plumbing our new basin and attach the doors (who was being so so patient by the way), she climbed up on his lap and said "Om proud-a-you my Daddy". What she really meant was "I love you my Daddy!!"
(I got a little misty eyed at this point and excused myself from the room.)

And yes, Olivia still wears a nappy all day. Every day. So far though, I'd have to say the 'training' has been succesful.