In the interest of good story telling, I have labeled the boys as #2 (on the left) and #1 (on the right).
Mommy Confession #1,393,483,994#2 (the boy) is the boss of potty training. I really thought I could break him and train him to use the potty, but it has been confirmed to me that he, in fact, owns me.
Here's Where We're At
After a number of days sans clothing, running around the house and putting him on the potty whenever he looks like he might go, I decided that we were ready to leave the house in "big boys" (that's code for big boy undies).
Well, being the smart Mommy that I am, I took a few extra pair of undies and shorts, even though I was sure we wouldn't need them. After all, I successfully trained #1 just 2 years earlier (you like my pun).
I ventured to a doctor's appointment. One undie casualty, but caught quickly enough. Phew. Good thing I brought those extra big boys, right? Um, yeah.
After the doctor we went to playgroup at a friend's house. This is where the poop hit the fan. Or really the underwear. And the inner thigh. And a little bit of the calf. And even my wrist. Don't laugh. It wasn't funny.
Sooooooo, to sum it up: 4 #1 accidents, and 2 #2 accidents with #2.
The only real tragedy was the old pair of Elmo underwear that were sacrificed to the garbage when he pooped in them. It was just too disgusting to clean, so I cut them off of him and threw them away. Yes, cut them. I took a hint from the paramedics. You know how they cut people out of their seat belts when they are in a bad car wreck. I'm sure you can figure out my metaphor. If you need some help: car wreck = poop in the pants, people in the car wreck = Wyatt, seat belt = Elmo underwear.
Goodbye Elmo. You're elastic was showing anyway.
#2 Taunting Me. Potty Train Me, Mommy. I dare you.
AND FINALLY, TO ADD INSULT TO INJURY . . . . .
I checked out some potty training movie at the library. No luck. I couldn't get the boys to stop laughing long enough at the mention of the word, "poop" to watch it. And that word showed up a lot, so the laughing was abundant.
Whaddayagonnado?
Don't tell anyone, but I laughed too. I don't know if it was "that word" or just the hysterics it incited, but I couldn't help myself.
7 comments:
I'm telling! You totally laughed! Good luck. (p.s. it worked way better when I did the whole toilet training in a day thing, to just have the pupil. No extras. I would wait until a Saturday and then send the rest of the crew somewhere with Dave. Just a suggestion.)
funny, funny, I can't stop laughing!!!
O.k. confession time...I threw away a pair of my FIVE year old's underwear at Sam's the other day. I have no idea why she had a #2 accident, but lucky for me she was wearing a pair of underwear, a pair of shorts and a skirt. The shorts were unscathed, and served well as underwear for the remainder of the day.
The next thing....if you EVER want to make a baby laugh, just say the word poopy...it works every time. It's my BIG secret. :)
Oh Katie, I'm sorry! Hahahaha. We're going to try and train Josh this coming week, but I have no idea how to deal with the poopy part...! I guess when I'm struggling, I'll just think of you and your #2 and know I'm not alone.
ugh, i despise potty training. despise it. i figure if i wait long enough with little katie she might just do it herself. AND i'm a firm believer of throwing the undies away. we've cleaned enough puke/poop/boogers for a life time. totally worth the two bucks! good luck. if it gives you any hope gavin is still having accidents. he waits until the very last minute, runs to the bathroom, starts wiggling like crazy trying to get his pants down in time and then pees everywhere but the toilet. i love it. especially the smell of my bathrooms. the pleasure of boys. at least by #3 you'll be a pro boy-trainer!
Hey... I was pleasantly surprised when I showed up for class tonight and Noah's mom was my teacher... I totally didn't know that she taught.. and that it was ECE. So anyways just wanted to let you in on my small world moment.
M & M's worked for us and staying home for a week. Of course that was a million years ago. Good luck.
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