I smiled blankly and nodded. “It just takes time and patience,” I said. “Same as anybody else.” She might’ve been trained sooner if Mr. and Mrs. Evaneska had been better about following through at home instead of diapering her up at home ‘just in case’ and all but refusing to take her out of Pull-Ups. The Evaneska’s were very much the two steps forward one step back types.
“I’m a big girl, now!” Natasha declared. It was only her mother’s hand that stopped her from lifting her dress high enough to show off her big girl panties. Girl was really under the wire; enough so that it hadn’t fully sunk in that showing off one’s underwear in public was frowned upon. I’d made sure to land her with a very patient Kindergarten teacher next year, just in case.