Thank goodness.

Yesterday, Amelia, mid-play, alerted me that she had to use the potty. Since we were at Grandma and Grandpa Turrell's house, I knew she couldn't climb up on the big potty by herself so I followed her in there.

She said to me, "No, go out there, Mom. I can do it myself."

Me: "Okay, but I have to help you get up onto that big potty since there's no stool here."

Amelia" "But I need privacy."

Me: "Okay, I'll give you your privacy after I help you up."

Satisfied, she let me help her. When she was done, I helped her finish and tried to lift her off the potty...

Amelia: "No, I can do it myself, Mom."

Me: "I'll just help you get down."

Next I tried to help Amelia pull up her underpants but she stopped me again...

Amelia: "I-I-I can do it!"

Me: "Oh, I know you can, I'm sorry, go ahead. "

Then she stops, drops her shoulders and and says, "I need to get back on the potty."

I lift her up and wait.

About 20 seconds go by and though she still hasn't gone she says she's done, gets down (I help a little), pulls up her own underpants and her pants and reminds me... "See, I can do it by myself."

Realizing she had to have a "re-do" so she could do it all herself from start to finish, I smile and say...

"Oh, I see, you didn't really have to go potty again, you just wanted to do it by yourself."

She smiles and says reassuringly..."Yea. But you're still my mom."

Oh good. :)