It's time to do something I've been dreading: Toilet train my kid. The last time I had to do this was with my daughters, ages 7 and 8, and I still have bad memories. My youngest daughter screaming blue murder because she didn't want to do number two in the potty. My oldest daughter hiding in a corner of the living room because she wanted 'privacy'. Oh, the mess, the mess. Ugh.
Now the time is upon me once again. My son is two and a half, and already very concious of when he needs to be changed. I guess the first inkling I had of when it was truly time was when he walked up to me a couple of weeks ago, handed me his soiled diaper, and with a disgusted look on his face, said, "Mommy, I need to be changed."
My problem is achieving the toilet training stage. I'm not a boy, used to dealing with girls, and his father is really no help in this area. Thanks to him our son insists on standing up, not sitting down, which can get really messy. Secondly, I don't think "If you shake it more than once you're playing with it" is sound advice for a two year old who clearly delights in playing with his protruberant member.
My little man loves to run around the house, sans pullup, and will race up and announce to me exactly where he has marked his territory. It's not that he doesn't have any control at this stage, I think it's just that he loves to do this and not feel it against his skin after. So, I think I will have to resort to what worked with his sisters: Much applause and mucho bribery, because he doesn't trust the potty either.
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