This morning when I was getting her dressed, my daughter told me “I tinkle in my pull-up.”
Me: “Where are you supposed to go potty?”
Her: “In my pull-up.”
Me: “No, you’re supposed to go in your big girl potty. Where are you supposed to go potty?”
Her: “In my pull up”
And I wonder why potty training her is a losing battle. Everyone tells me she’ll figure it out eventually. She’s definitely got my stubborn streak, her brother was trained by the time he was 2.