Message in a Bottle

Caution - You may need to cross your legs while reading this.

So Eve has been doing pretty well with potty training. For some reason she decided the long trip home from Florida was a good time to start using the potty. Once she made up her mind, she had a few accidents in pullups for a week or so, got better and better, and I'd say is pretty much good right now (for now). We just started letting her wear undies at home 2 days ago, and I'm comfortable letting her wear them out now. So far, so good. So anyway, now that she's using the potty, it's a great stalling technique, especially at bed time and nap time. Since she's in a pullup then anyway, I've given her a 1-time limit. Yesterday at nap time, per usual, she said she needed to go. Limit reached. A few minutes later she said she needed to go again. Sorry Charlie, you've reached your limit. After "nap" time (no napping lately) she came downstairs. She mentioned something about going pee pee in a bottle. "Message in a Bottle" was playing, so I brushed it off as one of her crazy mixups. A few minutes later, John yelled downstairs from the bathroom, "Eve, I poured your pee pee from the bottle into the potty!" Wait, what?! I went upstairs with Eve and asked where she did it. She pointed to a general area. With cleaner and rag in hand I felt around, but didn't feel anything wet. Surely she didn't...right? I can't prove it either way, but I do know there was an empty plastic water bottle in her room. John had the bottle in the bathroom when I went upstairs. John wasn't around when she mentioned it to me. More than all other "proof", I can't imagine a 2 and 4 year old could corroborate so well on a story about something they don't even know (to my knowledge) is so complicated...and quite honestly, awesome. Only a Buckingham.