The Pooping Incident

The pooping incident shall go down in history... At least for the next week.
Today Anna went poop in her underwear... a daily occurrence, unfortunately. But with time I hope that'll change. The thing is, she was squatting and grunting, so I asked her if she was pooping. Her reply? "No, mama." (That's her reply to EVERYTHING.) So I took her to the bathroom where she continued to squat and grunt next to the door and she pushed on the door and closed it. I figured she wanted privacy. I read somewhere about that being a sign of potty-training readiness... the need for privacy. Anyhow, so I let her close me out of the bathroom so she could squat and grunt and poop in her panties. Then she locked the door. And locked me out. Argh! Luckily, I could open the door with a knife inserted into the lock--very lucky me. By the time I got the door open, Anna had taken her baby shampoo and had squirted the yellow gunk all over. The bathroom stank of poo and she had the log in her panties. Yuck.
Lately she's been telling me she doesn't want to go pee-pee in the potty and she throws a tantrum sometimes when I take her into the potty (especially first thing in the morning, that pee-pee is the worst for her). So, I've discovered that I'm probably encouraging her to pee in her underwear so often by bathing her when she does. She loves baths (which is a good thing), except for the fact that she must think it's a treat to go pee in her underwear and get a bath. So, I've been breaking out the showers. Hopefully that'll stem the peeing-in-the-panties scenarios.