Potty and 'da Crib

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My two-and-a-half year-old daughter is going through potty training, as I had previously mentioned.  However, there's still some improvement needed on her end.
She's learned to 'hold it in' most times, but still fails to tell us that she needs to go.
Probably because it's a waste of time for her.  Places to go, things to do, you know, that kind of stuff.  She can't be bothered with things like going to the bathroom.
Putting her in 'big-girl' underpants has had less-than-mild success when we tried it late last year.  But now we're nearing the end of the pull-ups.
And we've warned her. 
She will have to adapt.  Or 'accidents' will happen.
This means coming to us when she has to go.
We purchased a convertible-style crib for Savannah after learning Margie was pregnant.  It includes bed rails that will allow her crib to be converted to a regular bed once she's fully 'trained'.
Most of the time when we do put her up on the commode without asking, she 'goes' without really much effort.
Unfortunately, this will not work on those times when she doesn't think she can 'hold it in', and there's no bathroom facilities readily available.
When you gotta go, sometimes you really gotta go. 
She's already learned this the hard way a couple of times.
And when does get the hang of this, it will be a turning point, make no mistake.
Big girl underpants.  A junior bed. 
I'm afraid to ask what's next.
Maybe boyfriends calling?
She has that going on already at daycare with Mason, her little bestie.
I'm sure he has ambitions, but who knows what kids are thinking.
I can see it now..."sorry Mason, but I'm interested in a guy who's out of pull-ups."
Upward mobility.
That's my girl.

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