See, BooBah is easy that way. I ask her if she wants to use the toilet; if she says yes, we go. If she says no, I offer her a diaper. "You have two choices-- you can wear a diaper or you can use the toilet/potty. Which is it?" She chooses the potty every time. If she has to poop and we're out, she'll usually hold it; she hates the loud toilets, especially autoflushers, and something about pooping in the BBLP bothers her (I can hardly blame her; using that defeats the purpose of pooping in the toilet, which is eliminating the icky smell factor
). I'd have no problem putting a diaper on her, and once or twice (for her grandmother) she's asked for pull-ups, but when she's with me and/or my family, she uses the toilet and that's that.
I can hardly believe what a big girl she is, though! She's had *two* accidents in the past two weeks, both on the same day (we were out and about and very busy, loads of driving). It was a long day for me, too, and BeanBean came closer to wetting himself than he has in an age, so I didn't fret about it. She was a bit distraught about the first accident, but the second was on the way home and while she was very disturbed when she woke up and realized it, she was calm and happy to realize that she was at home and could get into a pair of fresh, clean fleece pajamas.
Speaking of which, BooBah's developed some major tactile sensitivity issues. She absolutley unequivocally refuses to wear anything with itchy tags. Her favorite things to wear are fleece pj's, with the shirt inside out.
: I don't have a problem with her wearing them all the time in the winter, but in August people look at you a little strangely when you've got a two year old in fleece out and about.
I suppose it's a good thing, because she drinks more water, and it's always a good thing to have a relatively happy child when you're out, but it's very, very strange. She's willing to wear cotton pj's, but she's only got two sets with short sleeves and they barely fit her. The ones she's been wearing are too small, though she doesn't seem to mind as long as the cuff of each leg hits her at the same place on each side, same with the sleeves. If I couldn't relate, I'd probably be cracking at this point, but I myself wore pajamas to school for much of 7th grade and up.