At Cutter's daycare, the room he is in is Potty Centric. It is filled with kids that are in the potty training stage. Hmmm. Well the kids may not be in the potty training stage, but of potty training AGE... So, he sees it all day long. Everyone lines up to go potty.
Several weeks ago, we thought we should buy a potty for the house. If daycare is working on this, then we should too. I bought this one, because it looked comfortable. Like a 2 year old cares. Actually, the reason I bought this one is that it was in stock the day I went to BRU. It's a potty.
We showed the potty to Cutter. He knows what it is. He knows where it is. In fact, every night before he gets in the bath tub, he takes it apart, puts it back together, sits on it, and produces zero bodily fluids: fun is over - gets in the bath tub. This ritual has been going on for about a month.
Saturday, Cutter was in the tub and let out a little toot. Then he said "Potty?!?" I was out of the room at the time feeding Kenzie. Chad decided to let him out so he could sit on the potty. Sit it on he did. He squeezed his knees together and peed... all over the bath room.
Chad has been cursing the potty since I bought it claiming it is too small. Okay - potties don't come in sizes. Cutter will just have to learn to point it down or sit on the regular potty. This, however, was little consolation while you are cleaning urine up off of the floor.
Chad did the right thing... he praised Cutter for his accomplishment. When I heard the commotion, I went into the bathroom and did what any of you would do at the site... Laughed, and laughed, and laughed!
And that's not all. At the end of the bath Cutter started to stick his finger in his ear and whine. I know you are thinking ear infection, but that's not it. He gets globs of ear wax. So, he will sit there, still as can be, while Chad fishes the ear wax out of his ear canal. (Don't freak out - he doesn't go digging in there, just wipes it out of the opening with those baby Q-tips that cost 4 times as much as the regular ones because they are fat and weird shaped.) Cutter, curious boy that he is, wants to see the wax. Chad handed him the Q-tip. Cutter repeats, "Ewww, yuckey." He then proceeds to try to lick the Q-tip. Chad reacts quickly by knocking it out of his hand. Cutter screams.
It was a good night.
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Yeah for potty training...I think. At least it was in the bathroom and not the kitchen, right?
And why do those "baby" Q-tips have to cost so dang much?
I think I know why I can't comment from my phone. It's this comment box being ON the blog, versus popping a new window. Could you be a dear and fix it?
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