Plop plop!
Ok, so if you're here for my infrequent ramblings about politics you should probably go somewhere else now.
Because this is a post about toilet training.
And while poop into a toilet and politics have a great deal in common, this may not be the post for you.
So we've been struggling with Lucas' toilet training, it's been pretty much fits and starts. He will be interested in the process and want to use the potty seat on day, and the next he'll look at you like you're mad when you suggest it to him.
So tonight we went upstairs and he got on the potty and after a little while, and some (frankly) stink, there were two distinct plops. I practically danced. Christine practically danced. Lucas looked at us like we were mad.
A big day!
posted by Cameron Campbell @ 10/28/2006 08:55:00 p.m.
2 Comments:
Heh Lucas...it's your potty...we gonna party like it's your potty...drink bacardie cos it's your potty...
Go Lucas!
I have found that your child looking at you like you are mad is a huge part of parenting. Perhaps the largest part.
I want a T-shirt that says "I used to be cool, but then I had kids."
I mean, how excited do people get about poop prior to parenting? It's hard to maintain aloof and composed when so much of your life revolves around poop.
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