Number One or Number Two?

Last week little j decided that he no longer wanted to wear diapers any more, he wanted to "go potty on the potty."

He made this decision at school and they said he just made the decision and started going.

When I potty trained Big J, I was doing it on my own, as E was deployed. We started backwards, going #2, and because of that, I taught him how to pee sitting down and tucking his little thingie down. With the exception of an occasional slip, or the kid really needing to pee, my bathroom stayed clean and dry.

Fast forward a few years. Big J is now a big boy and stands up to pee. Cool. I get that. I am forever cleaning up dribbles here and there, but nothing out of this world. Crap, I still have to clean up after my husband and he is 36 years old!!!!!

little j decided that he will have to pee standing up; just like his brother. The little dude's thingie barely fits over the side of the toilet, and he refuses to hold on, so basically, while he thinks he is peeing in the potty, he is actually peeing on my walls, floors, cabinets, rugs, etc, etc, etc .....

When my little dude decides he has to finally take care of Number 2, his little thingie just "stands" there ready to shoot ... and it does ... well.

So, for the last two weeks, I have been in potty hell ...while I was overjoyed at returning a box of 144 diapers to Costco yesterday, I am overwhelmed at all of my cleanup and constant need for standing in pools of pee.

We moved on to "underwears" (as little j likes to say) this week, using Pull-ups and diapers at night until we run out. He stays dry at school, no accidents ... but then again, they have these tiny little pottys at school - they are just the right height. As soon as he got home last night, he peed and his pants and underwear and socks (and my carpet and floor) were soaked.

I have tried to show him how to sit and tuck. Big J has shown him. Daddy has shown him.

Nope, my little j wants to become Big J, Jr .... there will be no sitting and tucking if he has his way!

Two-fer Tuesday

2 things I had to clean up yesterday:

1. I decided to make the afternoon special for Big J. It was a hot day, I tried to finish work up early and I decided I would get him a Vanilla Shake on the way home. I filled his pool up and we were going to play. Big J felt that he needed a DIFFERENT snack and wanted to "save the shake for later." I told him no ... well, he didn't listen. As I walking in the door with little j, I heard a thud, an "oh no" and then a cry ... I walk into the kitchen to see Big J with the frig door open, shake up-ended and spilling ALL OVER my kitchen floor. No more shake for Big J.

2. I was up at 2:00 feeding Little j. I hear a "Mommy" coming from the other room, I poke my head in and ask him what is wrong, "I want to sleep in your bed." I told him no and then he says, "but Mommy, mine is all wet." ..... After three days of wearing underpants to bed, he finally had his first accident. So ... I stripped the bed, I wiped up the mattress, and Big J slept in Mommy's bed.