Much in the line of me not using my brain, I thought it would be a good idea to start potty training Caterpillar.  He’s been showing signs of readiness for quite a while, but I keep putting it off, thinking ‘he’s not old enough yet!’.  He’s turning two in November, so I figured I should just give in and go with it.

So, I went to the store and bought a potty.

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Did you know they have a guard for boys?  How smart is that!?  Obviously I am in way over my head here, people.

He sat there for a VERY long time reading, drinking juice and water, water and juice, but nothing more than sitting.

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Lots of tooting in typical boy fashion, but no pee.

After two (!) hours, lots of crying (mostly on my part), I let him get up.  He ran into Monkey’s room, and I just knew he was going to mark his territory like a dog.

So I grabbed him, sat him down and went to get something.  I came back to ‘Mommy, I pee-peed and I’m all done’.

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Sure enough, he went in his potty.

All of that waiting, and I missed it.

When it was about time to start the whole process all over again, I realized we are heading to Disney World in two weeks, and if this whole potty training thing starts to catch on in his mind, I’m creating a bunch more work and frustration for myself.

That’s the end of potty training for now.

The end.

Your Local Mother of The Year Nominee,

Angie