Rubber Duckie, you’re the one!
I recently borrowed Ingrid Bauer’s Diaper Free from my local library and was inspired, after a number of days of Gwen refusing to go near the potty, to just take off her diaper and let her run around. I know that she’s able to get herself on and off the potty just fine and I know that when she has to go, she tells me (ie. when she’s naked after a bath or after a diaper change), so I figured, “Why not?”
The first day, she pooped on the ground once. The rest of the day, she’d exclaim “Pee!” and run to the potty to relieve herself.
The second day, she took herself to the potty every time throughout the day. We even went to a friend’s house and she told me she had to pee while we were there (I had put her in a pair of training pants to go out in). She even woke up from her nap dry.
Today, the third day, we had a few misses - she once peed on the floor right in front of the potty (she was wearing a skirt and I don’t think she could figure out how to sit down without sitting on it!), and she peed once on me (I was giving her a sip of my tea … warm in, warm out?).
I think, though, that the miss that will go down in history is this one: Brad took Gwen up to the bathroom with him and she was playing with some toys. He looked up as she kinda made a grunting noise and asked if she needed to pee. She nodded, so Brad put her on the toilet to pee.
As she peed, she pointed and said, “Duck!”
Brad looked over at the duck and said, “Oh. Duck.”
Gwen giggled, put her hand on her head and said “Hat!”
“Yeah. Hat.” Brad said as he opened the door to call me up, explaining that Gwen had had a bit of an accident.
“Okaaaaaay … do you need my help?” I asked from the kitchen and headed to the stairs.
“Kinda. She pooed on her duck. And called it a hat.”
At that, I burst into laughter and tromped up the stairs. Sure enough, on the floor of the bathroom, her beloved duckie was wearing a poo hat. And Gwen was still giggling and pointing.
Man, I love my kid!
Man, that was so much more entertaining than changing a dirty diaper!
(We will forever be puzzled as to how, precisely, the poo got to be in that exact position.)
Crystle said,
February 12, 2010 @ 2:21 am
Kim - that’s a really hilarious story. Gwen understands a lot - it’s just us who have to figure out what she means!
And kudos on the ‘potty training’ - I didn’t know that was the reason for no pants. It makes sense!
jenny the big sis said,
February 12, 2010 @ 3:07 am
LOL!!! you are soooo brave. i thought about doing the elimination communication but don’t see daycare being on board … its hard to potty train when he has three different houses to spend time in
Kathryn said,
February 12, 2010 @ 3:44 am
That’s what we did with Nadia. It was summer, she wore dresses and no diaper. She hated being dirty or wet. I don’t know what we will do with Rhys, the dresses hid Nadia’s stuff, but I don’t think Andrew would go for dresses on his boy! LOL!
Jen said,
February 12, 2010 @ 10:33 am
That is AWESOME! I am so impressed that she’s potty training. Anderson is no where near ready!
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February 14, 2010 @ 5:57 am
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