More Potty Talk

First we'll go back to gymnastics yesterday afternoon. Easton was a total spaz. I was embarassed. I kept hearing his teachers having to correct him, I like his name and all but not when his teachers have to keep repeating it all exasperated-sounding because he's doing something "wrong" again. He was having a hard time sitting still, he'd lay on the floor instead, or bang his head on the mat behind him, he started to take a turn when the teacher said it was another kids turn, when the teacher told them to jump across the floor he thought it would be hilarious to run.

We had a talk about it after class, I told him I expected him to always listen to his teachers and that if he didn't want to take fun classes then I could always sign him up for, "How to Eat Meat" lessons. That rascal better do a lot better next week. I think with the sun being up so much lately he's not getting his best sleep...just because he's quiet in his room doesn't mean he's sleeping and I think it's wearing on him a bit. Afternoons just aren't our best time most days anymore. Not that he needs a nap, just that he gets kinda rowdy and his "listening ears" get tired.

Anyway...

On to last night. Dalton was in the bathroom nakey before bathtime and was thinking about maybe sitting on the potty but started to go a bit on the floor. I got him to stop and then he finished on the potty. He's done this once before, I believe, but this time it was much more than a few dribbles into the toilet. He was really proud of himself, as were we. He got M&Ms and a sticker and I wanted to re-inforce some of what he'd learned...not potty training so much, but really just exposing him to all of it.

So, this morning once we came downstairs I rolled up the rugs kept his butt nakey all morning. He was very willing to sit on his potty, just like it was a seat.

He even "produced" 3 smaller times and 1 real big time. It's been very exciting. So he has 4 stickers...he put one on his forehead. He's napping now and it's still there. :)

He's been really proud of himself and knows when he's going which is sort of the whole point of keeping the pants off. Here he is pointing at his biggest success (still just #1s, though):


At that point I went to empty it into the big potty and he started crying and getting mad. I was thinking, "Uh oh, is he gonna be one of those that thinks "it" is a part of him, because he made it?" but no, turns out he was just mad that I took the potty apart.

We even went outside to play in the backyard for a little bit, I brought the potty out and he ran over to sit on it a few times but mostly just wanted to play. And that's where his interest in potty stuff seemed to end for today. He was determined to hold it, I think. Actually, that's another great skill to have. He let loose during his lunch. I had a towel in his booster seat and he didn't mention anything but I noticed he'd soaked it when I went to clean him up from his lunch. Oh well.

I'd say today was a good enough introduction and I'm fully prepared that he might not even be willing to sit on a potty again for another 3 months. I hope that's not the case, of course, but sometimes that's just how it goes with two year olds, eh?