(Look at his gasp!)
I have heard horror stories about potty training. I have a friend who potty trained her boy four months ago, and he still refuses to poop on the potty. He has the potty part completely down, but won’t take the next step. So you can imagine her frustration when her boy wears pull ups that he never potties in, but always poops in. Kind of defeats the entire purpose of potty training — don’t you think?
Then I have Trilby and my mom (mostly Trilby) always wanting me to get Scout potty trained. They try to entice him by saying things like, “your friends or cousins don’t wear diapers….do you want to wear them?” or “when you poop in your diapers….you STINK! It’s yucky! Do you want to be yucky and stinky?” (to which he says…that he does want to wear diapers, and does want to be stinky).
So one morning when Scout woke up, my mom pointed out that he was completely dry for the 5th day in a row. She was really trying to urge me, but I wasn’t dying to potty train Scout in the first place. I always see mothers rushing their frantic kids to the potty in the middle of shopping or a movie, and I didn’t want that to take over my life just yet. More importantly, I wasn’t that bothered by changing diapers. I already have to change Navy’s so another set of dirty buns didn’t seem like that big of a deal to me.
In an attempt to humor my mom, I decided I would see if Scout wanted to go on the big boy potty after he woke up dry. He said he didn’t, and I wasn’t going to push the issue. But when I saw my mom peering at me in my peripheral vision, I said, “Come on Scout…let’s just try.”
We got on the big boy potty, and Scout had absolutely no problem. He went potty immediately, and then we ran to get him a treat to celebrate. I told him to tell me if he needed to go again, and I would help him, and the rest is history. Scout wouldn’t let me help at all, and went into the potty about six times throughout the day to use the facility. He had the potty part, the washing his hands part, the flushing part, the coming and making me look part, and the getting a treat part down to a science after day one. My mom was so impressed that she took him over to Costco for a box of Pull Ups right away!
Then about three quarters of the day through, he called me in to show me his potty. To my amazement, it wasn’t potty…it was poop!!!! My boy had literally potty trained himself! When I told him I would have to wipe his bottom, I told him to turn around. I started cracking up like crazy because he had a dingle berry that was half bubble gum. And to top it off, it wasn’t wiping very easily because the bubble gum was still sticking to his booty. Poor guy — who has a very immature mother as I was dying laughing the whole time.
My mom and Trilby, and everyone else for that matter were amazed at the ease of my potty training experience with Scout. He seriously was shown one time, and had it completely mastered. What a smart little dude!
UNTIL….
The next day Scout got right up and went potty without a problem. He got his treat, and did it a few more times. At this point, I was bragging to everyone about my little boy. I even told my friend mentioned above that I was going to try and make a few bucks on the side by writing a book entitled, “How To Potty Train Your Child In One Day”. She gave me a courtesy laugh. I guess karma got me when Scout pooped into his pull ups that afternoon. Then again the next day. Again the next. He has never had a potty accident, but he spent the next two weeks pooping in his Pull Up.
I was starting to get frustrated, because I didn’t understand why he had reverted. Then when I finally asked him why he wouldn’t go on the big boy potty to go poop, he said with a sad little face, “because if I go poop, I will get a dingle berry.” CAN YOU BELIEVE that I was the reason he reverted. I keep asking my self why I couldn’t be professional about the dingle berry!?
Well, it did take about two weeks, a tricycle bribe to get him pooping on the potty, and his new Nemo underwear he was going to get to wear before we saw results. I told him that when he pooped on the potty for three days in a row, he got to wear his big boy “underwearpants” and go and pick up his trike. Funny how when the bribe was just right, he had no problem doing it. Smarter than I even thought!
Well, I am proud to say that I have a big boy on my hands. He is SO excited to be in the elite crowd with Jake and Cade and Trey. Too bad I delayed the process, but the story might even be worth it. Can you believe that I even have pictures, but they are stuck on my stinking broken camera? What a rip!
(Cutest Big Boy buns I’ve ever seen!)
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