For this tiny bit of fabric called panties:
We went to target and got some "Big Girl Panties" this past week. "Like Gita, and Nim, and Kessy!" Lili will promptly add.
She has been using her little potty for months now, but she didn't have much control over #2. Then about 2 weeks ago she announced to me that she went "Poo poos in the potty!", and she brought it to me like a prize. We made a huge deal of it and fed her marshmallows... and she has been going diaper less around the house ever since. I was trying to think if the lack of dealing with poopy diapers has been joyful~ and I realized I usually equate joy with something I do have rather than something I don't~ but it only takes a second of contemplation to realize that yes, It brings me joy.She loves her new panties, and she parades around the house in only her new panties much of the day.
Today she pulled her underwear up as high as they could possibly go and then kept peeking inside them. I kept asking her what she was doing? and what was in there? and she wouldn't respond. Then a couple minutes later I heard her whispering to herself "button. shhhhh.... night night".
I said "your belly button?"
and she replied "night-night belly button" and pulled her underwear up over her belly again... tucking in her own belly button. And then she patted it.