The joys of potty-training

Cyndi and I are in the midst of potty-training Claire, our youngest. Well, it's not been going so smoothly. Yesterday Cyndi emailed me the following message which made me laugh out loud:

i was on the computer. claire was upstairs playing. i heard a toilet flush. i thought:oh good, Claire went potty without me having to remind her. about a minute later she walks into the office holding a soaking wet pair of undies. she says,"look mom I washed my undies." she had gone poop in her undies. she had flushed the poop that had been in her undies, then proceeded to wash the dirty undies in the sink(at least I hope it was the sink and not the toilet.). she was so proud of herself.

So, she's learning something, at least. Every time she poops in her pants, we flush it down the toilet and then clean the undies. So, she's just imitating what she sees us do. So close...