"...go to a daycare to potty train," Leah says. Tina is a bit disappointed that Leah wants to give up on diapers right away. But this is Leah's life, after all. She'll make the calls, not Tina. Tina nods.
"I'll make some calls," she says. She takes Leah off the changing table and sets her on the floor, then leaves the room. When she returns, Leah is sitting right where Tina left her, sucking on her thumb, her diaper already slightly yellow.
"Well?" Leah asks, taking her thumb out of her mouth to speak.
"I called my work. They're willing to put you in the most rigorous potty training course. Essentially, you'll be spending your entire day there working on potty training, and giving Rita some exercises for you to do at home."
"I thought you said Rita wouldn't want to potty train me."
"She doesn't. But she agreed to pick up whatever supplies you need so that you can work on your exercises yourself. After all, you're not really a baby. You don't need an adult to help you with your potty homework." Tina shrugs. "I couldn't find a daycare that would take you 24/7 on short notice. Are you satisfied with this?"
"Yeah," Leah says after a moment. She pauses, a look of concentration on her face. There's a soft hiss. Her diaper gets slightly more yellow. "When do I start at daycare?"
"You're a bit eager, aren't you?" Tina teases. Leah suddenly looks panicked. She jumps to her feet and sprints for the door. Just as she sets foot in the hallway, she lets out a loud fart.
"Well, yeah, I'm eager," Leah says, her face red with embarrassment. "I just pooped myself. Again."
"Don't worry, you're going to get started on your potty training..."