Someone used the potty!

Tonight, as we were chatting in the living room with Scott's dad, who was in town visiting from Mexico, I caught a whiff of what I thought was a poopy diaper and whispered to Scott "Your turn!" Although, as it turns out the smell was just a teaser, but a clear sign that a dirty diaper was on it's way. Then Steve made mention of how potty training was probably on the horizon and Scott laughed and said, "Uh yeah, we thought she'd be potty trained by now". Harlie could tell we were talking about her and so we asked if she needed to use the potty. She hopped right off the couch and ran to the toilet, as Scott followed. Shortly after, I heard Scott cheer, so I raced to the bathroom, thinking there's no way she actually did it. As I rounded the corner, I saw Harlie's huge smile and the proof in the potty. Hooray! And then as I bent down to congratulate her, Harlie says to me "Mama, wanna smell it?"