Plus, its one of the few times during my day that I have all to myself. Well...before I had a three year old it was one of the few times. Now I have to lock the door and move the bathtub in front of the door to guarantee no one will be walking in on me, but that doesn't stop the knocking, the calling my name, and fingers appearing under the door.
The potty has become another source of excitement in our house recently because Lil Mootz is FINALLY potty-trained. YAY! Some serious happy dancing going on here.
Oh and we did it without the 19 obligatory potty training items, thank you very much. Take that potty training experts. Boo-ya!
Potty training has led to some interesting moments though. There was the first time Lil Mootz had a major pooping accident in his underroos which led to me wondering between rooms holding dirty underroos wondering what the heck I'm supposed to do now. Do I just throw the underroos away? Throw them in the dirty clothes pile or straight into the washer? This was not something they went over in the "Congrats you're pregnant! Now what?" class three years ago. (FYI - just swish the underroos in the toilet to initially clean them.)
Then there was the time Stonewall decided to teach Lil Mootz how to play swords. I still have no words to describe my feelings on that bad decision.
And then there was this...
Stonewall, Lil Mootz and I are hanging out in the backyard. I look over and there is Lil Mootz with his bare butt just hanging out.
Me: "What are you doing?!"
Lil Mootz: "I going pee."
Me: "No! We do not pee outside. If you have to pee you use the potty inside."
Stonewall: "Oh, just let him go."
After Lil Mootz has finished he turns around and says to me, "You don't have winkie. You go inside."
Fantastic. Now even my three year old it telling me I'm jealous because I can't pee standing up and have to use modern conveniences like a toilet.
So we're outside a bit longer, when once again I look over and there is Lil Mootz bare tushy out for all the world to see, only this time he is squatting.
Me: "What are you doing?!"
Lil Mootz: "I pooping."
Me, giving Stonewall the Look-At-What-You-Created-Now Mommy glare: "You handle this."
But my favorite potty moment...
Lil Mootz likes to do things himself. Including wiping after pooping. So the tip of the day: I've found that the best toilet paper for this endeavor are the Cottonelle Flushable Wipes or as I like to call them, The Totty Potty Wipes. I discovered these handy dandy wipes after Cottonelle sent me a lovely Cottonelle Care Routine package that included them.
The other day I walk up the stairs and I see Lil Mootz standing in front of the potty, pants around his ankles, attempting to use the plunger. This so cannot be good.
Me: "What are you doing?!" (Hmmm...a lot of our conversations seem to start this way...)
I notice the empty container of The Potty Totty Wipes laying on the floor (keeping in mind that this morning it was mostly full...). I look in the toilet and see all of the wipes stuffed into the toilet hole.
Me: "Sam! Seriously, what are you doing?!"
Lil Mootz, giving me the puppy eyes: "I wipe, Mummy. I have two poops and I wipe." (Yes, he counts his poops. So not only are we potty training, but we're learning math skills. Multi-tasking, folks.)
And with that answer I can't be mad...even as I fish out of the toilet a whole container of Cottonelle Flushable Wipes.
I would also like to point out that the Cottonelle Wipes are not just for potty-training tots. My tushy is quite fond of them as well. However, when I use them they are more fondly known as the Hummin' Bummin'.
So Cottonelle wants to know, what do you call your Cottonelle Care Routine?
And when you head over to their Facebook page and add your routine name to the Official Name Generator you're entered to win a year's worth of Cottonelle products! Now that's a happy tushy!
*I was compensated for this post. The opinions and ideas expressed here are my own.*