So I thought it might be a good idea to let C wear his big boy undies after his bath Saturday night. He'd already pooped and he peed before and after his bath in the toilet. I started thinking earlier in the day that maybe we should try potty-training. Boy was I wrong. This night taught me two things--he's not ready and I hope he stays in diapers until kindergarten or until he can wipe his own butt--screw preschool.
Here's what happened: I set forth the ground rules:
1. do not pee in your underwear
2. do not poop in your underwear
3. doing either of the above will make mommy MAD!
4. just tell mommy or daddy if you need to go pottie
These rules were met with a happy okay. I planned to let him wear his undies about an hour. I asked him, no exaggeration, every 3 minutes if he needed to go pottie. He always said no. I watched him for any movement of trying to go to the bathroom. About 50 minutes into the process he told me he pooped then no he didn't poop. We didn't detect any sign of a load in his pants and we never saw him to the poop push/squat. Believe me I was watching him like a hawk. I decided to check. To my horror there was a little round mound of poo. I freaked out!!!! He kept telling me he didn't poop the whole way to the toilet. I set him on the big potty to his freaking out b/c he felt like he was falling in. I proceeded to wipe his bum, which was really difficult to do at this angle--trying to help him stay up and from jumping off the toilet. Finally we were done after much arguing that he didn't poop his pants--we have a burgeoning liar on our hands.
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