In a good way.
I barely had to remind Edie today and she took herself to the potty chair a few different times without saying anything to me, pulled her own underwear down (albeit with some difficulty) and peed. She seems to be annoyed with me when I question/remind her now, I suppose because she doesn't really need much reminding. 3 days with only one accident has me feeling really encouraged about this whole thing - no turning back now.
Tomorrow she's headed to my parents' house for the weekend (Jeff and I are off to frolic in Portland for his birthday and New Years) so hopefully she'll keep up the strong work with them and head back to daycare next week with confidence. Thankfully, one of the other 2 year olds at daycare (Jen's son, in fact) was going to do some potty training this week as well, so she'll be in good company next week.
It seems odd to have potty training transpire with such little drama (knocking on wood). I'm sure there will be accidents in the future, but for the most part, we are saying goodbye to diapers and it feels GREAT. No sense of nostalgia over this milestone, that's for certain.