Monday, July 4, 2011

All Aboard the Potty Train

We were beginning to think it was never going to happen. Ever. No really...Ever. Brogan was in no rush to become a member of the the Porcelain Party with even an ounce of consistency or loyalty. It was more of an occasional event that he liked to attend when he felt like giving his diaper a break. The kid could sit just quietly on a pile in his diaper for hours as content as Ferdinand the bull under his favorite cork tree smelling the--eh-hem--flowers without a care in the world. We were already planning on how to send him to college and stealthily disguise his Depends as to not impede his social life. (Adult diapers tend not to be a hit with the ladies.)

When we thought "potty training," we thought more along the lines of a "train wreck." A 35-car-pile-up-with-hazardous-
materials-style train wreck, at that. Boy, were we wrong. Truth be told, it was not bad at all. All it took was a dedicated 4-day weekend where we hardly left the safety and security of our home (and familiar potty), some cool big-boy underwear and a boat-load of "surprises" (a.k.a. toys from the dollar-rack at Kroger). Bada-bing bada-boom. Four days and only two pee pee accidents later and we are POTTY TRAINED. Halle-freakin'-lujah!

We are so proud of our little guy. Yes, so proud, in fact, that I'm posting a picture of his must-have undies of choice: Lego Batman. He's gonna love me for that one, I know.


On a side note: Can I just mention how disturbed I was by the results returned on a Google Images search for "potty success" when looking for images for this post? Why exactly do folks think it's OK to post pictures on the Internet of their kids on the potty??? Cute undies I'm OK with. Half-naked toddlers I am not. And that was only the beginning. Good heavens...

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