It's Complicated

When Aubrey takes a nap everyday, I shut the door to her room and then when she wakes up, usually at four, I go upstairs and open the door.

Me: Good afternoon, Aubrey. Did you have a nice nap?
Aubrey: I need to throw this poop in the potty.
Me: What??? (I look down at Aubrey's hands to find fistfuls of turds)

If you ask me if I potty trained Aubrey during my maternity leave as a yes or no question, I would whole-heartedly respond yes.....but the actual answer is it's complicated.