Friday, April 23, 2010
Toilet training is at 9 days and counting. So far we are good to go with peeing, nap times, and night times, and stalled at the starting line with pooping. The blame for the pooping lies with yours truly (that would be me), for failing to realize he was impacted until two days after toilet training commenced. A whole lotta laxative later, he is finally cleared out. Our line to him has been that he was sick, and we are going to work together to help him get better so he can poop in the toilet. Until then, I am okay with cleaning up the mess. May I say I have seen little in this world cuter than my not-so-little man puffing up with pride at wearing big boy underpants? In his words, "I'm a big boy! Not a little boy, and not a tiny baby." (Em, I believe that was aimed at Baby Charlie). What a hoot.