Peepee in the Potty

When Angela brought Frankie jr. back home Jane was still sleeping in her crib. But Frank had borrowed a crib from the Hestons and Frankie was supposed to sleep in that while Jane would adjust to all the changes. She sometimes walked into her room, but she always brought her toys into the living room and played there. Jane wasn't really fond of her new brother. She didn't like the sounds he made, he was so loud all the time. The only thing he could do was cry and sleep and poop. The smell from his diaper was nasty, but in Jane's advance, she could blame the smell on Frankie. She still used diapers herself and she hated when she had to be changed. She didn't mind a little something in her diaper so whenever she pooped, she tried to stay close to the baby.

"Janie. Did you poop."

"No." Jane lied. "Baby pooped." She said proudly and walked away.

For a while that actually worked but her mother wasn't as dumb as Jane took her for. She started checking Jane's diaper first and then the baby's.

"Don't you think you're big enough to start using the potty?"

"No. Jane baby."

"No, Jane big girl. Frankie baby."

"Jane baby too."

Angela picked her daughter up. She really didn't want to push her daughter to do anything she didn't want to do, but she knew Jane would be able to use the potty if she wanted too. Diapers were expensive and having to buy two different sizes wasn't cheap.

"What do you say about us two going down to the store and buy you a brand new potty, just for you?"

"No Fwankie?"

"Nope. Just the two of us."

Jane smiled. She missed the quality times the two of them had spent together and was excited about being with her mom without Frankie interrupting them.

"Lessgo." Jane said and started putting on shoes.

"Not right away. You have to eat first. And don't you want to wait for daddy to come home first? He'll be so sad if we leave without saying goodbye to him first."

Jane was clever, she understood, she made sense of what her mother said to her. She was an intelligent two year old.

"Papa." Jane yelled when her father came home and ran towards him.

"There's my big girl." Frank said, catching his little daughter.

"We were thinking about going shopping for a big girl potty, because this big girl is going stop using diapers."

"Oh really. Is Jane a big girl?"

"Jane big girl." Jane said proudly.

"That's fine. Is the baby sleeping?"

"Yes he is. And we won't be away too long. I might pick up some groceries on the way back for dinner.

"Okay." Frank handed Jane to Angela and kissed both of his girls.

"Jane. You need to wear a coat. It's winter, and you'll be cold. A coat and a hat." Angela dressed her little girl in a coat and boots, and then she put an adorable hat on her head.

"Lessgo mama." Jane said. Pulling her mother's arm.

"Byebye." Frank waived them as they went outside.

When Jane and Angela had finished shopping they went home. Jane got a new hat and picked out an adorable little potty. Angela was sure she'd stop using the diaper and pee in her little potty in no time.

"Do you want to try out your new potty Jane?"

"No fank you." Jane said.

"That's why we bought it. Don't you want to try to sit on it."

"No." Jane said, insisting.

"Well. I've got to check on Frankie." Angela said when she picked Jane up from the car seat.

"No ma. Peepee."

"So you want to make a peepee in the potty?"

"Yes." Jane said. As soon as she heard Frankie's name she realized she would have to do anything to have her mother's attention. It was time to be a big girl and have all the attention.

"There's my girls." Frank was reading the newspaper and drinking coffee in the living room when Angela walked in with Jane.

"Jane go peepee." Jane said and struggled in her mother's arms, trying to get down.

"She's enthusiastic." Frank said a little surprised.

"Oh yes she is. I asked her if she wanted to try her new potty and she refused but as soon as I mentioned Frankie's name she wanted to. Could you be a dear and grab the groceries from the car while I help our daughter use the potty?"

"I will, but I want to witness it too."

"Then be quick, because our little girl is growing up."

Jane pulled down her pants and removed her diaper. All ready to make a peepee in the potty. Angela put the potty down and Jane sat on it. Nothing happened.

"No peepee." Jane said and was frustrated. She was sure she would be able to pee.

"Don't worry, it might take some time." Angela said, comforting her daughter.

"Did I miss it?" Frank asked as he came running into the bathroom.

"No. I think it might take some time." Angela said.

All of a sudden, Frankie junior started crying.

"Oh that's Frankie. He's probably hungry. Sorry sweetie, I'll be right back."

Jane was sad. She was sitting on the potty but nothing happened. She looked at her dad and tears filled her eyes.

"Don't worry darling. You'll get it. Do you want me to put your diaper back on."

"No. Peepee in the potty." Jane said and sat still on the potty.

"FRANK!" Angela called from the bedroom.

"Daddy's gotta go." Frank stood up and walked into the bedroom. "What is it?"

"Can you bring me some diapers. He doesn't have any more of them in here."

"Sure thing." Frank walked back into the bathroom to search for Frankie's diapers. He opened the cabinet but it was empty. "Oh no." He closed it and looked under the sink. "I think we're out of diapers." He shouted at Angela.

"Then bring me one of Jane's diapers. That will have to do for now." She yelled back.

He looked, only to find one diaper from Jane.

"There's only one left, and Jane needs it." He yelled again.

"No Jane big girl. Jane no diaper." She stood up and handed her father her last clean diaper.

He took it from her and kissed her on the forehead.

"Thank you big girl." He smiled and went back to the bedroom. "Our girl sure is determined to pee in the potty." He said proudly, handing Angela Jane's diaper.

"I know. She wants and needs all the extra attention she can get. I think she's ready to be a big girl." Angela said as she changed Frankie's diaper. "Come on, let's go see if she can do it."

"MOMMA!" Jane yelled from the bathroom. "Look, Jane big girl. Jane peepee in the potty." She stood there proudly, in front of her new potty that was filled with her pee.

"Oh look. Jane is a big girl. You made a peepee in the potty. Come on. I'm gonna give you a lollipop." Angela said and pulled up her daughter's pants. "Tomorrow we're gonna go shop for big girl panties, and no more diapers." Angela said. Looking at her daughter, smiling proudly.