In some ways the next stage is the hardest. Not the going out nappyless, more the asking to go when there's no facilities close by.
I remember the oldest GS, almost potty trained, when visiting Warwick Castle, deciding he just had to go. Dashing up a hill carrying him, through the courtyard, out through the portcullis, down the moat bridge, up another hill, through the gift shop .....only to find a long queue at the ladies. So into the gents, past the urinals (excuse us please, sorry you've wet your shoes) and onto the loo with seconds to spare.
GD (2) rewarded with time on the iPad, that's what she loves.
Well, that was a farce.........
I'm not a pheasant plucker....


