06.20.2006 at 11:30 am
potty training 101
yes. we have started the dreaded and celebrated potty training. that�s what i will blame for my lack of recent entries. and if you do not see that as a valid excuse... you have never tried to potty train a toddler. and until you do. you are not a real parent. because war is hell. and so is potty training.
our first couple of days were a NIGHTMARE. i am not going to candy coat it. IT WAS MISERY. i was beginning to think that this kid was totally confused when it came to a pullup vs. panties. she wasn�t peeing in her pullups � only her panties. and usually when she was sitting on the couch. a cloth couch, might i add. the kind that soaks up every bit of liquid that it comes in contact with. we have nicknamed it sponge couch square pants. and it is soon to have a new home � the local dump. but not until this potty training this is done and over with. which, as it turns out, might not be too far. damn, i hope i didn�t just jinx the whole thing...
anyway. today is exactly one week since we started potty training. janie hasn�t had an "accident" since saturday (two and a half days ago) and even that was when she had a pullup on, so i�m not sure what to call that one. what�s up with calling them "accidents" anyway? these kids know when they have to do their business. THEY KNOW!! THEY ARE NOT STUPID!! and unless they are sick (and i am talking food poisoning, diarrhea, something like that) then these are NOT ACCIDENTS. these are intentionals. the trick is to get them to understand that they can�t just tell an adult .043 seconds before really having to go potty that they have to go. they have to give us a minimum of 5 to 8 seconds before opening the flood gates. now.. if janie has an accident on the way to the potty. now yeah, that�s an accident. she was trying to get there. but this, i�m playing and i don�t want to go to the potty, so i am going to just tee-tee and poop in my panties and keep right on a-playin� and not tell anyone -- I DON�T THINK SO, LITTLE MAMA!
dang. i keep getting sidetracked. apparently too much time spent sitting on the side of a bathtub pleading with a toddler to go tee-tee and poop in a potty will cause temporary insanity.
this past friday afternoon janie told me that she wanted to watch a bug�s life. within 10 seconds of me starting the dvd, she informed me that she needed to go tee-tee. chris was occupying the bathroom at that moment, so i snuck in and grabbed janie�s potty and put it right outside the bathroom door. she sat down and immediately stood up and yelled i tee-tee! (which is very common with this kid. she sits for .087 seconds and stands up and yells that she�s done something that she really hasn�t done) i told her she had to sit down and go potty (and i promise i wasn�t going to make her sit there forever, but just long enough, you know?) she stood up again. i again, but more firmly, told her to SIT. she sat.
i walked into the laundry room to change the clothes over from the washer to the dryer and when i came back, this is what i found...
like i said. the kid ain�t stupid.
but sometimes she makes me laugh so hard, i think i am going to have an accident; oops, i mean an intentional. ;)
xoxo
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