piddle puddle

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Here's a lesson I learned just this morning: don't brag about your amazingly super-advanced child, lest she turn around and make a fool out of her less-than-advanced mother.  Wait a year or two before you tell tales of rapid learning and advancement.  Why?  Because there I was, sitting in Chick-fil-A with two lovely mommy buddies, who had just brought up the subject of potty training.  Of course, I decided to open my big fat mouth and mention how we had started the three day potty training method just about a week and a half ago and that Katie is very nearly day trained and not wearing diapers or pull-ups except for at night.  Of course.  I was just about to launch into the ins and outs of three day training and how it had magically worked for us as all the planets had aligned just so and ta-da!  easy-peasy, right?

Uh-huh, so as I start my little speech, Katie runs up from the play area and her pants.are.soaked.   soaked!  So much for staying dry all day.  I scooped her up and made a quick exit, as the extra pair of pants was in the car because, of course, I wouldn't need it. 

Now, I realize that every child has accidents, even those who are trained early and quickly, like my daughter.  My question is, what would you have done? (other than keeping your big mouth shut about how easy potty-training had been for your little one).  Would you have made a fast departure, as I did?  I realized, as I drove home, that I didn't check the play area for puddles or notify the management of the "spill."  I just left, throwing my trash away on the way out.  What do you take care of first, if you're alone?  Your child or the public area that has just been doused with pee?  I do feel bad for any other kids who may have unknowingly crawled through the urine-soaked area, but my little girl was dripping.  What to do, what to do?

boop boop

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I'm beginning to think that Katie might be ready for potty training.  She asks for diaper changes almost as soon as she pees and immediately after she "boop boops"  her word for poo poo.  I'm just struggling with two things.  The first is how I'm going to go about training her.  The second is how I'm going to go about training her without revealing her lady parts to her older brother.

I'm somewhat leaning towards the three day method in which we spend three entire days hence the name in the bathroom doing nothing but playing and going potty.  However, after the three days are up, the child is supposed to go bare bottomed around the house for six several more weeks.  So, if Katie is going around pants-less, how is it that Alex won't see her girly bits?

We've been very modest with relations between Alex and Katie due to the difference in their ages.  Alex is seven and a half years older than Katie.  He's getting curious about things and we thought it would be improper for him to learn about lady parts from his baby sister.  His schoolyard friends would be a much better source, in my opinion.  Likewise, we've allowed Alex to retain his privacy, changing behind closed doors, showering on his own, and so forth.

Now, I can't say that things haven't been seen, but it has been rare.  Like the time when Nana didn't realize our feelings on the matter and took Alex along to change a diaper.  Or, when Katie decided to run bare through the living room after a bath.  But, it hasn't been all in-your-face oooh-I'm-nakey for days on end in my house.  At least, not around the kids.

I have purchased many long tunics and flowy, cotton dresses that I'm hoping will help protect Kate's modesty.  And, really, Alex is only home and awake for six hours a day anyway.  Except weekends.  Maybe we'll get to the underwear part really really soon.  Or, maybe Alex will get an education in Family Life.  Either way, it will be a learning experience.  times two.

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Potty training Alex was not a walk in the park.  We started earlier with him, right around eighteen months.  He didn't get it until the summer after he turned three.  Yet, we persevered.   I can't tell you how many pairs of poopy underwear I threw away.  It just wasn't worth washing, sometimes.  Oh my.  It was bad.  Really bad.  The one good thing is that he loved to watch Bear in the Big Blue House.  We watched the Bear potty video a lot.  A whole lot.  At least it was somewhat tolerable.  I guess I'll have to go buy some sort of dvd for Kate because we no longer have a VCR.  Remember those old things?  I do.

So, my thought process is that if we start Katie now that she is exhibiting signs that she is ready, but before she hits the rebellious stages of the late twos, then she'll get it.  Besides, she's a cloth-diapered girl.  They aren't supposed to take as long, right?