We started potty training our guy Sunday. We bought Kushies training pants, the reusable variety of Pull-ups.
Past readers of this blog knows my guy drinks a lot so therefore he pees a lot, too. For us, this means we spent a lot of time asking and taking him to the potty. For the record, he goes each time he sits down.
So far he hasn’t had any accidents but that may be because I take him every 15 minutes or so and I can only assume the daycare provider does so as well.
The daycare provider must have one of those freestanding potties. Prior to real potty training, my guy would prefer (thankfully) to go on the one that fits on our toilet.
But since Sunday, he requests the freestanding variety.
After he finishes peeing, he loves to empty the contents into the big toilet and flush.
Before heading off to the library yesterday afternoon, I asked my guy if he had to go. He said no, so I suggested we go together – E on the freestanding potty and me on the normal one. He finished first.
I think you know where this is heading because I saw it coming but didn’t react fast enough.
My guy stood up, grabbed the potty and dumped the contents all over me. I was covered in pee – a lot of pee.
‘Sorry, Mommy,’ he told me. ‘I clean you.’ And he did. He took toilet paper and wiped it off my wet jeans. I cleaned up the rest and changed before we went out.