Poo!
There was a momentous occasion this past weekend, though you may want to skip this unless you're a parent because it won't seem very important to you...
...Michael pooped on the potty!
For the past couple of months he's been showing interest in the potty, so every time he's mentioned it we bring him over and show him how to use it. Soon he started asking to go, and for a long time he would sit there and maybe fart but not do much else. A couple of weeks ago he started consistently asking to use the potty and then peeing in it, one thing that was especially funny was that he would stand up to go pee after seeing his dad do it that way. He would take the removable cup out of the seat, hold it under his penis, and pee into it. Then he would quite proudly show whichever parent was attending, and bring the cup to the other parent as well as any assorted house guests.
We always followed up by showing him where to dump the potty cup, let him flush the toilet, then get up on the stepstool to wash his hands. We also did a potty dance, to the tune of our very own potty song. You know the music that plays during a conga line? One day Michael the Elder started singing, "Poop goes in the pot-TY! Poop goes in the pot-TY!" and since then it's stuck (no pun intended). Fortunately it works for "pee", too. Kidlet loves to sing it and will sing with us.
Imagine if you will two grown people dancing wildly around one two year old sitting on a potty with his pants around his ankles, all three singing, "Poop goes in the pot-TY!"
So, yeah. Pee was a big deal, one for fanfare and singing and lots of hugs and kisses. Pooping was much more elusive. I started leaving him diaperless to test his ability to tell when he had to go, and we only had one accident with poop on the floor. Usually he would say "Poop" or "Potty" only to fart, then we'd put a diaper on him and he'd poop soon after, so I believe that the sensation of needing to pass gas was what he was mistaking for actually having to poop.
On Sunday he ate his lunch (and quite a bit, too), and about ten minutes later started saying, "Potty, potty...poop, potty." As they always say 'what comes in must come out' and he often asks to go shortly after eating (to make room, I assume). I took him to the bathroom, sat him down and handed him a book. He didn't seem to be doing anything extreme so I waited a couple of minutes and made small talk with him. Suddenly his face lit up and he yelled, "I deeeeed it!" "You did it? Did what?" I asked, and he stood up to look into the potty. There was a substantial deposit at the bank! I yelled and clapped and called for daddy, and then we all did the potty dance jubilantly. I think I called just about everyone I knew to let them know.
This is how you know you are truly a parent, when you're calling all your friends and family to let them know your kid just took a dump.
My stepfather said to me, "I didn't know you were training him already!" to which I was happy to reply, "We aren't training him at all, we just put the potty out there and showed him how to use it, and he's been doing the rest at his own speed." It's nice to get that little bit of justification for our "bizarre" ways.
...Michael pooped on the potty!
For the past couple of months he's been showing interest in the potty, so every time he's mentioned it we bring him over and show him how to use it. Soon he started asking to go, and for a long time he would sit there and maybe fart but not do much else. A couple of weeks ago he started consistently asking to use the potty and then peeing in it, one thing that was especially funny was that he would stand up to go pee after seeing his dad do it that way. He would take the removable cup out of the seat, hold it under his penis, and pee into it. Then he would quite proudly show whichever parent was attending, and bring the cup to the other parent as well as any assorted house guests.
We always followed up by showing him where to dump the potty cup, let him flush the toilet, then get up on the stepstool to wash his hands. We also did a potty dance, to the tune of our very own potty song. You know the music that plays during a conga line? One day Michael the Elder started singing, "Poop goes in the pot-TY! Poop goes in the pot-TY!" and since then it's stuck (no pun intended). Fortunately it works for "pee", too. Kidlet loves to sing it and will sing with us.
Imagine if you will two grown people dancing wildly around one two year old sitting on a potty with his pants around his ankles, all three singing, "Poop goes in the pot-TY!"
So, yeah. Pee was a big deal, one for fanfare and singing and lots of hugs and kisses. Pooping was much more elusive. I started leaving him diaperless to test his ability to tell when he had to go, and we only had one accident with poop on the floor. Usually he would say "Poop" or "Potty" only to fart, then we'd put a diaper on him and he'd poop soon after, so I believe that the sensation of needing to pass gas was what he was mistaking for actually having to poop.
On Sunday he ate his lunch (and quite a bit, too), and about ten minutes later started saying, "Potty, potty...poop, potty." As they always say 'what comes in must come out' and he often asks to go shortly after eating (to make room, I assume). I took him to the bathroom, sat him down and handed him a book. He didn't seem to be doing anything extreme so I waited a couple of minutes and made small talk with him. Suddenly his face lit up and he yelled, "I deeeeed it!" "You did it? Did what?" I asked, and he stood up to look into the potty. There was a substantial deposit at the bank! I yelled and clapped and called for daddy, and then we all did the potty dance jubilantly. I think I called just about everyone I knew to let them know.
This is how you know you are truly a parent, when you're calling all your friends and family to let them know your kid just took a dump.
My stepfather said to me, "I didn't know you were training him already!" to which I was happy to reply, "We aren't training him at all, we just put the potty out there and showed him how to use it, and he's been doing the rest at his own speed." It's nice to get that little bit of justification for our "bizarre" ways.
posted by Jen at
11:45 AM
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We've all done the "potty dance". At first it seems awkward, but soon you will feel comfortable doing it in stores and restaurants, and even for other people’s kids! That said,
YEAH BABY MICHEAL! YOU DEEED IT!
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