An update on poop

But first, my new favorite picture...

enjoying some quiet time

Tomorrow, at the suggestion of the Poop Lady, we are taking Sophie to a psychiatrist. The thinking is that maybe the issue is some form of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (or something else) that can be treated with pharmaceuticals.

Unlike many of our fellow Seattle-ites, KC and I are huge proponents of western medicine.  If there's a pill I can take that will solve the problem without giving me flipper babies, I want it.  And if there's a pill that can help Sophie (of course, without giving her flipper babies) I want her to have it. Honestly, I don't understand NOT giving your children medicine that will help them or ease their suffering. I remember a woman in my PEPS group (and I am one of the few people who truly loathed PEPS) saying that her baby was crying and she didn't know why, but she didn't give her infant's Tylenol because she didn't want to "just jump for the medicine." Good thinking.  "Hey infant baby. Teething hurts and you just need to push through the pain. I gave birth naturally, on the floor of my living room, while in downward dog, eating a gluten-free, locally grown muffin."

Anyway, tomorrow is the appointment.  This morning Sophie pooped on the potty during her morning potty sit (and that hasn't happened in a really long time).  Here's how the conversation went when I went in to check on her:

Me: How's it going?

Sophie: I made tons of poops!

Me: That's great!

Sophie: I made one big poop and lots of little kids.

Me: Little kid poops?

Sophie: I just like to call them that. (gets up and starts to put on a new pullup) Maybe I'm almost potty trained again.

Me: I think you're on the way.

Sophie: Maybe every time I go in the potty you should give me some money.

(we have a poop kitty as a reward system, per the Poop Lady's suggestion, but it's nearly empty)

Me: Okay. I'll get your poop kitty out.

Sophie: And each time I go you can give me a dollar!

Me: No. It was a quarter.

Sophie: Oh yeah. I thought it was a dollar.

Nice try, kid. Of course, I'd pay the dollar, but she doesn't know that yet.