We decided to book a cruise. A family vacation, if you may, where we can take our adopted children anywhere our hearts desire. My heart, desiring to get them to as many places as possible prior to their legal adult life (including but not limited to all 50 states) decided a cruise would allow our family to not only see several states we haven't, but also to enjoy an affordable vacation to tropical places... and cruises, they have built in babysitting--so, it should be an enjoyable experience for all.
So, what does a mother of toddlers do to prepare for such a vacation? Research, research, research!! And what lovely, fun, awesome activities does this mommy find? Well, one that stands out--the pool, which neither Kaeden nor Joel will be allowed to go in *if* they aren't potty trained.
Mouth open, screams attached. What?!
So begins our journey to learn about "peepee potty" time. And what a time it has been, let me tell you. I'm not sure who's going to come out of this least tramatized--me or them. Day one was entertaining at best. Where do we peepee (resounding choir of cherub yells) "Peepee chair!" When do we want it? (confused looks from the toddler stampede) "Next year?". ...exactly.
Day one was simply "how long can we hold this pee before mom will put our diaper back on". And, for the record, that wasn't so long. We were done by lunch--and tried again before bedtime. Not one drop of matter outside the body. Yay! A day wasted. On the upside--the boys did have a fun time picking out their potty chairs (frogs) and decorating them (Elmo and Thomas Train stickers). I got good pictures of both of them smiling on their potties (from behind, so no inappropriateness) and turned those pictures in to their potty charts.
Day two was pretty much the same as day one. The flip of that was we discovered how to pee in our big boy underpants. Wah hoo. (Can you sense my sarcasm?). It wasn't until early afternoon when I discovered that Joel had actually peed outside his underpants--you know, on the kitchen floor. Side note to all parents of toddlers: Urine is the same thing as water for water loving babies. Watch your kids. ...guess who thuroughly enjoyed playing in their own mess? Yup.
Day two evening was far more progressive. Kaeden was the first (and only at this point) to hit the potty with his little peter pecker... He was playing with his member and when I looked to see what was going on I noticed--He peed!! As a frustrated mommy, seeing that it was working, I threw him and all his little liquid glory into the air screaming as though Christ had come back. I let Kaeden flush his own "big boy pee pee" down the toilet, get two stickers, and a cookie. He felt like the little prince that he was. He had an accident just after that (I had offered him french fries, and he couldn't help but crawl into his seat to eat). But actually used the potty, with purpose twice afterwards. Both times that he did it intentionally he was screaming "pee pee, pee pee potty!" as he flew with ghusto to his chair.
Unfortunately, for the first time in his little life, the fair rule doesn't apply to Joel. Though it would seem fair to share the stickers and cookies--I can't. And trying to explain to a very sad and distraught toddler what earning his rewards is, isn't working so well. Poor Joel is desperately trying to figure out how/why his peter pecker isn't peeing like Kaeden's. He's even gone so far as to steal the "magic potty" to see if pee appears when he sits on it as well. Poor kid.
But hey, here's hoping that we're able to play in the pool on the cruise!! Right?!
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