Leah surprises herself with how quickly she gets engrossed in play with Lizzy. Sure, she's jealous that the girl is potty trained and she isn't. But Lizzy is very sweet. And she's also creative, coming up with ideas and worldbuilding that draws Leah in. It's nice to not be worrying about accidents and just play.
About half an hour into playing, Leah begins to let out a series of farts. She doesn't pay any attention to them, too caught up in playing with Lizzy. However, Mrs. Montague's head snaps up. She quickly grabs Leah, undresses her, and takes off Leah's diaper. Then she sits Leah's butt on the training potty. Not a moment too soon.
Leah's bowels rumble. Mushy poop explodes from her butt into the training potty. She looks up at Mrs. Montague.
"Push, sweetie," Mrs. Montague instructs. Leah does as she's told, grunting some more poop into the potty. "Good girl! Can you pee for Mrs. Montague?" As though commanded, Leah's bladder lets loose. "What a good girl!" The praise should feel condescending, but Leah's so happy to not have messed another diaper that she actually appreciates it. She smiles.
Mrs. Montague wipes Leah's butt and diapers and dresses her. Leah goes to join Lizzy for play again, but Mrs. Montague stops her.
"Sorry, Hailey, but play time is done for now."
"Otay," Leah lisps around her pacifier. She's still ecstatic to have used a potty, even if it was only because Mrs. Montague caught the warning signs and sprang into action. Maybe Mrs. Montague will actually be able to make some progress on Leah's potty training. One thing's for sure, Leah feels much better about being watched by Mrs. Montague than she did when she first arrived. Who knows, maybe she'll wind up preferring it over being watched by Rita!
Mrs. Montague leaves the play room. Leah and Lizzy follow.
"What do now?" Leah asks. Mrs. Montague smiles at her.
"Well, Hailey, around here, we have a very strict schedule. And right now, it's time for..."