Transitioning to indoor kitty-hood

Crush is taking it pretty well, I think.

I've only had to squirt him with water a couple of times, and the poop incident this afternoon has been the only one thus far.

He seems pretty happy with all of the attention -- he's following us around like a puppy. (Seriously, he has been curled up at my feet since the girls went to bed.) I did think I was going to have to lock him in the bathroom this afternoon when he was running back and forth to the doors to meow and being followed by two shrieking girls.

Luckily they all got over it.

And you can't tell me this isn't the face of a happy kitty:


(Okay, you can. But seriously, he's rubbing up against my feet right now, sounding like a motorcycle.)

Also, he just peed in the litterbox. Yay!

Success!

She made it to the potty all by herself! This is after we went through about 10 pairs of undies yesterday with no successes.

In a stunning twist of fate

Potty Elmo just got peed on while he was asking to go to the potty. Poor Elmo. (Or eh-MO as Francesca is fond of calling him.) She has a really bad diaper rash, so we're having diaperless time. I fail at EC. (Elimination communication, not emergency contraception. Although if I had to choose one to fail at, the pee-related one is the one I think I'd choose.)