“Just wait till they’re ready to potty train,” people say. Well, I call bullshit. If you sit around waiting for your kids to be ready to do things, you’ll never get anything done. Just try waiting till your kid is ready to leave the house some day. She never will be.
I know people who have waited for all the “readiness” signs, not starting to introduce the potty till the kid is three. Dude. Those kids are FREAKED OUT by the thought of pooping on the potty. Or, peeing there becomes a control issue. Those are people in for some serious misery.
So, we introduce the potty early, fully aware that the kids may take awhile to be fully trained. At least they are used to using the thing.
Unfortunately, we found that, after a few poops on the potty, Benjamin stopped moving his bowels there. He would tell us immediate after the event, but never before. Given how much he eats, he has like four opportunities a day to actually make it to the potty, but he never did.
We sit with him for ten, fifteen minutes at the time we know he needs to go, but no dice. And when I say “we,” I mostly mean me and his almost-four-year-old brother. Their father works a lot, but sometimes I can get Zach to keep his little brother company so I can finish the dishes. You know things are wrong when you are asking your preschooler to help potty train the toddler.
I had heard about people putting the poop into the potty to show them where it goes, but that just seemed like an extra step before flushing it. Nonetheless, I was desperate. I dumped the poop right in, then placed him on the seat.
Wow. Was he ever bothered. Somehow, walking around wearing the poop is OK, but sitting on the seat over it? That is just gross.
The next time, he sat a little easier. And the time after that? We made it to the potty in time for him to do his business right where it belonged.
Naturally, the occasion called for a dinosaur sticker.