Thursday, November 08, 2012

Quick Exit

For the last week or two (I honestly don't remember) we said goodbye to diapers for LilMiss and went cold turkey to panties. Oh yea, that's right. I'm talking potty training!

She'd been using her potty off and on for about 6months but nothing consistent and we weren't pushing it. Just the occasional prompting. We certainly didn't think we'd be want of sound mind to deal with a newly potty trained kid when we were bringing home a newborn so we put it off.

Then more and more kids in our playgroup started doing it and many with some serious and quick success so we went for it and really she was ready. There are often accidents when we're out but at home she's 100% solid.

Today was of course no exception to that rule. After dance class, playing in the park and then lunch out a kids gotta go but she's so afraid of public bathrooms she just won't do it. Eric tried. But while they were at a bookstore, while I was having lunch with co-workers, it happened. Enough to fill her shoes and leave a puddle. "Daddy I'm wet and cold!" She said and Eric looked down to see this puddle an he just grabbed her and ran. (Hand meet head).

He swears it was a teeny tiny puddle. But uh. Ewww! (Plus now he's wet too since he picked her up)

I've learned to bring at least 2 changes for her but now I am packing shirts for him too.

2 comments:

Ted said...

I have no idea what you're talking about. Our daughter is perfect and there was no potty training. ;-) It'll get better. I do remember more than a few days of Miss Maya coming down the hall...stopping, and then doing her business. Her remark was always the same: "Uh-oh."

J at www.jellyjules.com said...

I love that he ran and left the puddle. I mean, what else could he have done? But still, it's funny. Reminds me of when my mom and my dog moved to California (Richard and I had already been here for a few weeks) from Alaska. Poor Samantha held it in her dog crate from Fairbanks to Anchorage to Seattle to San Francisco. I don't know how. But when she got out of the crate, she just let it all out, all over SFO. My grandma was holding her leash, and my grandpa grabbed my mom's arm and they walked quickly away, leaving my poor Grandma standing there in an ever widening lake. HA!

Sorry, I just compared your child to a dog. Not really, but yeah.