My daughter is 3.
She is not potty trained.
But she tells us immediately after she’s peed in her diaper… “I PEED!”
Adventures in Potty Training a Three Year Old
Yesterday, she was having a hard time going, #2. It was such hard work that she fell asleep while sitting at the kitchen table drinking apple juice – in hopes of making the task of “clearing the passage” a bit “smoother”.
When she woke up I suggested we move her to the potty and try there…
She sat. And sat. And sat. And sat. And sat. And sat. I could tell she was working the right muscles for all the toot-smell that filled the bathroom. But no poopie.
She had had enough and tried to make her escape. On my knees, I tried to bribe her to stay:
Mom: If you poo-poo, I’ll give you candy.
Lucy: No.
Mom: Popscicle?
Lucy: No.
Mom: Ice cream?
Lucy: No.
Mom: I’ll buy you a purse!
Lucy: No.
Mom: A purse with a doggie in it?!?!
Lucy: No.
Mom: M&M’s?
Lucy: No.
Mom: Marshmallows?
Lucy: OK
So she sat. And sat. And sat. And sat. And sat. And sat.
Lucy (hop, hop, hopping with arms above head): I did it! I did it! I did it! I PEED!!!
Mom: YAY!!! YAY!!! Good job Lucy!!!
*splash*
Apparently, since Lucy is so new at this “peeing on the potty” thing- she didn’t realize she needed to sit until she was done. Instead, she did a little pee-pee-ing, realized she “did it!” and then finished on the floor – cheering all the way.
Except for the fact that I had to wipe up a pint of pee off my floor – it was the cutest thing ever.
Oh the depth of joy children experience. I’m a little jealous… of the all-out-joy part, not the pee-on-the-floor part – just to clarify.
