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Of all of the parental duties I have to undertake, the nightly poop scoop is hands down the least rewarding.

Jada has been getting potty trained since about April. Her “#1″ business has been under control for a while now. She even goes to the bathroom on her own, wipes herself, and flushes. The only thing she has trouble with is turning off the bathroom light and putting her bottoms back on. Not bad, eh?

Her “#2″ situation isn’t as good, I’m afraid. She just won’t go during the day and instead she saves it until she’s in bed during her nap or at night. It doesn’t take long either. You can put her in bed, close the door, scratch your ass, sit down, launch a browser, read half a blog post and that’s it. She’s up, light on, and making a racket in her room.

As soon as I open her bedroom door and she says “I poop”. Sigh… I wish I knew when she’s going to stop doing this because then at least I could just suck it up and deal with it until then. But it seems neverending with no improvement to give me hope. Same routine. Every night. I even tried the “angry mom” bit but that only made her nervous and I don’t want her going to bed nervous or afraid so we’re right back to just making a face, and repeating the potty lines;

me: “Jada, where do we poop?”

her: “Inna toilet.”

me: “right! Not in your pants, ok?”

her: looking despondent “oookaaay”

I guess one day she’ll decide pooping in bed is not cool.