Well, so much for potty training Sophie. We sure gave it the old college try, but all I have to show for it are piles and piles of freshly laundered towels and mad skills at cleaning up poop filled underwear. Not exactly the goal we were hoping to accomplish. But the fact is, I think we have to concede that she is either truly not ready to potty train, or simply has no interest, which I guess is basically the same thing.
She just doesn't care.
She doesn't care if I praise her when she uses the potty. She doesn't care if we scold her for having accidents. And she doesn't care if her underwear is soaking wet and full of poop - she will just move away from the wet spot and go about her business. And believe me, I'm not exaggerating - she will literally continue playing with all of her toys while wearing panties soaked in urine and carrying a full load; I don't think it even occurred to her to let me know she needed changing.
Basically all I achieved last weekend is a desire to never see a naked butt again.
So I'm cashing out, I'm admitting defeat, I'm full on quitting. This endeavor was a complete and total waste of time, water, and paper towels.
Maybe I should just teach her to change her own diapers.