Ask Me How I'm Doing With Potty Training!

Canon is 2.

I think he's ready.

He LOVES to take off his clothes. He loves to wash his hands (he would do it for hours if I let him, hmmm, note to self, watch Canon for OCD). He's even peed in his little potty once, a month or go, when I was feeling ambitious.

I bought him some "training pants" which are those diaper things that kids can pull up and down like big kid underwear. I am personally opposed to training pants, I think they hinder and longify the potty training process ... but I got them anyway ... stupid marketing people. I'm thinking, this week we do pull-ups, if things go well, next week could be real live underwear. 2 weeks of solid potty training, then mommy goes off to have a baby and daddy can watch for wet pants and ask, "Do you need to poo poo?" 14,673 times a day. Big brother could be a huge asset in this process.

I have come to the conclusion that it may be time because Canon left me a little "time to potty train me" gift yesterday.

I had put a training pants diaper on him, just to see how it fit and he was very excited. So excited he wore them for almost 10 minutes before pulling it off. Unfortunately, I was on the computer when he pulled it off, oblivious, except that he wasn't crying and was still near me. The little potty was hidden away somewhere up stairs. When I turned to see what he was doing he ran away to the TV room, leaving behind two little brown turds on my kitchen floor.
"Canon!" said his silly mommy.
He came up the stairs, keeping a safe distance and said, "What mom."
"Canon, where does poo poo go?"
"Podee," he said with his impish grin and ran over to his contribution, bending over, reaching ...
"NO NO NO!" said mommy, scaring him a little, "No touch, let mommy help."
"Mommee hehp!"

I grabbed a paper towel and the can of Lysol (only kills 99.9% of poo poo germs; don't eat things off my floor, please). Trying to reassure Canon so he didn't think his pooping was naughty (mustn't make him anal retentive, yet), I picked up the fecal matter with the paper towel and sprayed some Lysol on the spot. I let him put his poo poo in the potty AND flush, which he was very enthusiastic about. We washed hands for an extraordinarily long time, I clean the floor some more and washed hands some more and *POOF* now I think he's ready to do the potty training for reals ...


I just wish someone else would do it for me.