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. ;)
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