My Wife Just Said… #43
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Ouch. Potty Training is rough. I once babysat a toddler who would secretly poop behind the couch.
My daughter (just turned 2), in the midst of the post-bath “get over here and get your jammies on/NOOOOOO” dance, peed on the cover of her *Ernie is too big for diapers* book last night. Baby Win.
Laughing, because I can relate.
Hilarious! Thankfully I’ve never had poop on the floor (whoops – have I just jinxed that by saying out loud???) lots of wet floors though! Thankfully not anymore…..
I’ll have to let my wife in on this one. She’s considering the same format for this weekend!
Underwear was great on my oldest. Had one accident (pee) and that was it. He stood their freaked out calling Mommy, mommy help!” and from that point on his only accidents were on the way to the potty. This was a week before his 4th birthday mind you…when I knew he could do it if he only put his mind to it.
When my middle child was just slightly younger I tried that trick on him…only the trick was on me, because he didn’t care. He would walk around with a poop filled underware unfazed. Just remembering that time is making me gross out.
My friend’s son did the same thing – except they took a big ol’ shadoobie on the couch, instead. Pretty awesome.
Ah yes poop om the floor. You had an excuse. Me? Not so much.
In a sleep deprived moment of a diaper change in the wee hours of the morning, I completed the task. Kid goes back to sleep. Hour later, up and playing. After a bit, she stops in the middle of the floor, and says “ook dada, poop!” pointing to a big solid turd on the floor. I immediately assumed it was the dog. But then she started laughing, hard. “mine”
Apparently, in my drunken-like no sleep stupor, I missed the all implant part of the diaper change… A replacement for the one I just threw out.
LOL, we have lots of poop stories. Even one of missing poop we found days later in a drawer…ah, the joys of parenthood.
My second son is 2 and we are potty learning right now. My first son was totally potty trained by this age. Thankfully my second has finally caught on. Our percentages on poops and pees in the potty vs the floor is much higher these days. We definitely start with naked time before we even think about undies.
I found one in the bottom of a bookshelf in a drawer, once. It was fossilized. I should have buried it in the back yard so maybe it could be discovered one day by a future generation. I do. Not. Miss. Potty training.
We’re potty training our daughter right now and over the past 2 weeks there have been maybe 4 accidents, 2 #1’s and 2 #2’s. Now she just see “I go potty. Yeah.” and heads to the bathroom on her own. Only thing she needs help with is turning on the light. Don’t despair, it gets easier and the reduced expenses of diapers is worth the trouble.
When my daughter was “potty trained” i found her in the bathroom. She had used her poop as a crayon all over the place. Oh the joys of parenthood!
The underwear I have braved all of once thus far. I think our sons are close in age as well. It was a pant load. Regrettably in the literal sense. I’m still trying to figure out how you take care of that kind of a mess. Do NOT rinse in sink (even after dumping the glob in toilet)…unless you want to clean out the sink pipes next…and then the bucket you used to empty the u-bend…
I believe next time I brave this venture, it will involve an old grocery bag and our garbage can for the soiled underpants.
So true! We just started potty training and took the panties approach rather than bottomless. Somehow we thought there would be less to clean up. Turns out there’s MORE! All we did was add the extra step of cleaning it from her clothes. Double the work:/
My daughter just turned 3 and still has accidents. We were at the mall shopping and I looked down and saw a turd on the floor that must have escaped down her pant leg! I’m pretty used to picking the poo out of her underwear with toilet paper and putting it in the toilet before pulling the underwear off, I might get a little on my hands but it’s cleaner in the end!
So, I’m reading through these comments when my brother says “what’s stuck all over your elbow?” No babies in this house, but still my heart almost stopped…