I’m proud to report that Justice used the potty for the first time yesterday! Yes, I know….you are so excited.
I put him on the “big potty” with one of those little seats you sit on top. That way, he’s terrified to get off. Great parenting strategy, huh! I left him in there with very specific instructions….”Go Potty”. How hard is that?
After about 20 minutes of him drinking his sippy cup, playing with a car and screaming… “Mama…Daddy…sisters… Maaaaama…Daddddddy….siiiisters. (even louder) he finally went. Not just number one, but number 2 too….(2 too…that doesn’t sound right….2 also…there, that’s better). When I walked back into the bathroom there was the aroma that evidenced his obedience to my command. I had never been happier to smell poop!
However…he kept saying…”tee tee” and pointing towards a sprinkle that was on his foot and all over the floor. That little guard thing on the potty seat didn’t work too well and he was grossed out by this, as was I. Any suggestions from you mothers who’ve potty trained boys would be helpful right about now.
After a little celebration dance, I quickly got him down and we both looked into the potty. Me with great enthusiasm and him with a look of confusion. He had no idea how that nasty stuff got in there and wondered why I was so happy about it. He in no way owned up to it.