Edie spent the weekend with my parents while Jeff and I had a fantastic weekend in Portland for his birthday. She had a few accidents over the weekend, so I was a little (overly) worried that we might have taken a step back in the potty training department. But she hasn't had any accidents since we came back on Sunday evening.
I have constant reminders of how grown up she is when I notice how tiny her rump looks in pants, when I pick her up and feel her butt instead of a big diaper, and when I need to do laundry even more often to make sure she has 2-3 pairs of big girl underwear clean each day, JIC. Her quick adaptation to potty training is making me think about graduating Edie to a twin bed. I had planned to delay this decision a bit longer, but am now finding myself trawling Craigslist each night for a cute twin bed frame.