Day 3 of said “Potty Training”

Oh, you lucky, bored people who get to read about potty training

Ok, so today was a bad day in Potty Training Land. I had a feeling it might be as we start the day off with him not wanting to use the potty chair in the morning and going to school in training pants. He had a great day at school and when we got home, I put him in underwear right away.

Before I continue with this story I apologize to Peanut in advance for posting his trials of potty training on the web. Here is to hoping that: #1. This does not scar you for life and #2. This is the only thing I ever do to you that messes with your psyche.

We ate lunch and I was in the kitchen cleaning up and he walks in naked and smiling. “Yeah, that is not good”, I thought. I asked him where his pants and underwear were and he showed me. He had soiled his clothes. No biggie, accidents happen. No admonishment, guilt, nothing of the sort. It would be counteractive, totally pointless, and cruel. I then attempted to have him help me pick up his clothes thinking it would be good for him to know if he soils his clothes, he will have to help clean them up. Right?

He went running from the room gagging and promptly puked up lunch all over the couch.

SWEET.