Poop is great. That’s what I have to keep telling my two-year old, who is potty training. I never imagined I would ever be so involved in someone’s bodily functions so intimately. It’s kinda strange how you don’t really find it that gross when it your kid’s poop.
He has not been wearing a diaper during the waking hours for well over a week now. The accidents have stopped over the last few days, partly because we ask him if he needs to tinkle every 10 minutes, and partly because he has started telling us when he needs to. Hopefully the former will be replaced by the latter more and more.
The only remaining challenge is the pooping, which he is still scared to do out of his diaper. I don’t blame him. We have read him Everyone Poops countless times, and he likes it, but we haven’t passed over that hump yet, and he hasn’t passed that hump in the potty yet, if you know what I mean.
We aren’t in too much of a hurry. The goal is to have him off diapers by the time the next baby comes in November, but if he isn’t quite ready, it’s OK.
So how’s that for a blog post? Eh?