I had planned to do the whole run around naked outside until she finds herself magically compelled to pee pee in the potty, but after an hour she found herself standing in a puddle with no awareness of what had just happened.
"Did you pee?" I asked, to draw attention to the amber liquid at her feet.
Em looked at me and then at the ground and then at me again.
"Oh," she said innocently. "Sorry."
So I put a diaper on again. And while I still recognize that it's important not to rush it...well, I'd appreciate a sign of any sort that hope is on the way.
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