Naturally the camera was upstairs, so the story will have to do.
Taylor came up to me and said "poop". I thought he had a poopy in his diaper.(He usually comes to me when he wants his diaper changed. Sometimes he will bring me a diaper, other times he will tell me. We have set up little boy toilets and on occasion, Taylor will want to sit on the toilet while daddy or I use the toilet. He practices sitting on it, shoving toilet paper in it, putting the seat down, flushing it, and then wants to wash his hands (aka: play in the sink)
Ben check his diaper. No poopy. He dragged daddy's hand and took him to the potty. Oddly, daddy actually took his diaper off and put him on the big potty per Taylor's request. Usually, we let him sit on the small toilet, clothes on, because there has never been any "action down there".
"Poot" (like passing gas) and some straining noise with a little pee-pee.....
Yeah, Taylor!! A little gas, pee-pee and a straining noise...we will take it!!! He smiled big, clapped his hands and proudly looked down there with a smile.
ps- We made a big deal of it, shouting and hugging him. Turner walks in to see the excitement. We ask him " do you want to go potty?" Straight faced and not amused, our little businness man, says "no, mommy-o" and walks off with his latest obsessions, Mater and Mc Queen cars.
Go big boy Taylor!!!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
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