Ok, there are no pictures to go along with this blog and you will soon find out why. So, we have been preparing to potty train our sweet little Will, we have been talking about poo poo and pee pee more than normal and making it seem like so much fun to go on the "big boy potty". I put Will down for his nap today and listened as he played contently with trucks as he usually does before falling to sleep. He started calling out my name, I ignored is for a bit just thinking he wanted to get out and play. After a while I thought "what if he is trying to tell me he needs to go potty?", so I opened the door ever so slowly to check in on him. Please brace your self for what's to come............. First, the smell hit me like a ton of bricks, next I saw the piles of poo poo on the floor beside his crib dripping off toys and books (that'll teach me to not keep his room clean). I followed the poop trail up the crib to one Will J Dunham smiling ever so sweetly with one hand reaching out saying "poo poo, poo poo, poo poo " without a care in the world. Like poo all over him, the bed, toys, pillow, sheets, sippy cup, books, did I mention him form head to toe, his blankee and binki was nothing out of the ordinary. Like today was any other day. If this is like any other day in our near future please............. somebody HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PS: any ideas on how to potty train, anything that worked for you? Please pass in on.
Ginger