Yes, I said pee. We are in the throws of potty training Sam, our two year old son. It's not pretty people, not at all. So I am now on the hunt for rubber pants, because I just can't bring myself to buy other package of regular diapers, Pull-ups maybe, but not regular diapers. Anyway, he peed on the floor three times (yes, I know--I put him in big boy undies and expected him not to pee, I must be crazy) and it was back to a pull-up for him. It's been awhile since I had to potty train someone-and I have been going on my own for awhile now-and that was a girl. From what I have been told, girls are easier (I'm starting to agree), so maybe I need a manual. Not that I haven't read all kinds of ideas online. Every kid should come with their own set of instructions, you know, the vest way to teach that child to pee in the potty. I am sure someone out there has tons of advice to give about how to potty train a boy, a strong-willed, very busy boy.
By-the-way, I am Valerie-new to the bloggy world and brimming with stories to share from the parenting trenches. I love being a full time mom and wife and hopefully I will bring a little laughter to someone else and hopefully keep my sanity another day. :)
Well I must get back to the tasks at hand. I have been discovered.
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