First of all, hi! Yes, we are all still alive and doing well! Somehow, the madness of school and travels and holidays has kept me from this happy, blogging place of mine. But, we have big things happening, which should be documented… Otherwise, they might as well have never happened. Note: this is not some millennial statement about the importance of the Internet, but just a confession of my inability to retain any information in my little fish brain. Just call me Dory.
Back to groundbreaking events… my big boy is potty training!! I’ve been touting his impressive little run these past 5.5 days (but who’s counting?!), which has been echoed by Mark’s reminders of how much easier it was with C. Because, again, my memory is shit, I looked it up today and it does appear as if it was easier with our little lady. Not to mention the sheer fact that potty training a penis in general is just weird… and messy.
Mark and I decided that “Winter Break” would be the perfect timing to work with Henry on his potty training (we did the same with C 2 years ago). So clearly, I spent a stupid amount of time making an overly elaborate potty chart, bought Thomas the Train stickers, bought over-priced Thomas the Train Trackmaster trains and voila… we were ready to go!
With Charlotte, she was naked for a solid 5-7 days. Tush out, adorable as ever. With Hem, not so easy. We attempted naked lunch on Day 1 and Henry seemed to spend more time hand sanitizing than eating due to his countless attempts to make balloon animals out of his man bits.
New plan: undies.
Do I need to clarify that these were Charlotte’s hand-me-down undies? He doesn’t care and I sure don’t need more things to spend money on, so Hem has been proudly sporting his Minnie Mouse/Pink/Purple/Little Mermaid/Etc undies, with that cute tush hanging out.
Anyway, on Day 1, Henry had two pee accidents right off the bat. This does not include the fire hose accidents… otherwise known as Henry peeing while on the potty, but losing control of his hose, which inadvertently leaves mommy with wet sleeves and a whole lotta clean up.
Still, Day 1 would be considered a success. Not fun… at all. But successful.
It should be noted that in between all the pee was SO MUCH POTTY SITTING. Like, 75% of my day just sitting on a stool singing every possible potty song I could make up… I even came up with my own Frozen Rendition… Let it Flow, Let it Flow… Don’t hold it back anymore… etc, etc, and on and on and on…
The boy was taking FOREVER to let that potty go.
Day 2 Henry made it the WHOLE day with no accidents. He even woke up dry from his nap and immediately made poop and pee on the potty upon waking up. Go, H! Unfortunately, he did end up having an accident on the bathroom floor.
Oh! And, at some point on some day, he had to poop. We ran to the potty, I stripped off his clothes and swung him onto the potty only to hear a plop on the floor followed by Charlotte saying, “it looks like a ball…”
1/2 a poop right on the floor.
But at least the other half hit water.
Since that, he’s been great! No accidents for 3 days now, spending less time on the potty, and just telling us when he has to go! AKA: Killin it!!
Aww! This is random, but in the beginning, Henry would be sitting on the potty, trying SO hard and crying, saying, “mommy, help me pee/poop.” Poor bud. Check out this cutie pie little video of buddy working hard and giving mommy some love…
Clearly the winner in all of this is Henry. He went from 2 trains to 5 and is LOVING his new, train-rich life…
Here are some other photos from our little winter staycay..
Okay, so this was probably the most hilarious blog post about potty training ever!
I can’t believe how great Henry is doing! So with Brady (now 4), I took the “we’ll just wait until he’s ready and skip the ordeal of potty-training-boot-camp” approach. (It was recommended to me by a few friends, and I was SO terrified of potty training that I decided to do it that way). I kind of feel as though it was a big fail… Brady IS fully in undies, but he still freaks out a bit when it’s time to poop. And it took him FOREVER to get to this point.
I definitely plan to do the bare-bum-cheeks approach with his baby sister (who is already 19 months old). 🙂 I’m hoping this will be easier. (I definitely feel less terrified of potty training now that I have a child who is using the potty. Ha, ha).
How old is Henry now? I can’t believe how big your adorable kiddos are getting! I remember when you were preggo with C!!!
Ugh!! I feel you. I wanted to wait until he was 16, but in order for him to be able to go to “camp” this summer, he has to be potty trained. Henry will be 3 in June, which is just total insanity. Time is flying!