Last night, Julia finally used her potty chair for its intended purpose. Hooray! We had promised her that as soon as she did, we would call Nonna (her maternal grandma) to tell her the wonderful news, and Nonna promised to send her a present. So, that was exciting. Then we told her that if she kept practicing and using her potty chair, that when she was using it all the time, we would have a little (private!) party to celebrate, and Mama would make cupcakes.
Julia's only reaction to our extended, detailed, three-way conversation about the wonders of potty chairs and dry pants? "What those cupcakes will taste yike, Mama?"
Ah, sugar. The great motivator? We'll see.