So I started the thread about my daughter shitting in her diaper right after it was changed. People said she was ready for potty training, and they were right. The problem now is that she’s peeing in any cup available. Just a minute ago she poored a bunch of chips into a bowl she had just dumped her piss out of.
Yup. Except we don’t have underwear, she’s pulling off her diapers and doing it. I’ve let her run aroudn most of the day without a diaper on today so she can pee in the toilet, and she’s been doing it.
What can I say but that you have to catch her before she pees in a cup. Also, scold for cup-peeing, reward for toilet-peeing. Got any fruit snacks, M&M’s, or stickers you can bribe her with?
Well that’s essentially what we’re doing. The cup peeing behavior is a little bizarre though. I think she is just enamored with the idea that she can control her peeing. The problem though is her little stacky cups that she loves so much have holes in the bottom of them so they aren’t that effective for her purposes.
Homer: I can’t go to prison! They pee in a cup and throw it at you, I saw it in a movie.
Johnson: You won’t be seeing any prison movies where you’re going - prison!
Perhaps she saw it in a prison movie. Just be glad that she didn’t fling the contents of the cup at you when you walked past the crib.
Ya know… when you’re at that young of an age, and you discover something like that- it IS pretty frickin’ cool. The fact that you actually HAVE CONTROL of something in your world/environment (one that could cause a huge reaction from the parental overlords too to boot!). If I had such a revelation about something like that in my world- it’d be like having Superpowers or something! I’d be abusing it like CRAZY myself…
So yeah- good on her for taking one step towards adulthood and controlling the World! Today she takes out your China, and then tomorrow it’s the World’s China!! Mwahahaha!
Well we do tell everyone that we’re training her to be a Ninja-Space Pirate-Secretary General of the UN.
And the chips aren’t soggy, she dumped the pee out first!
Luckily we don’t have carpets, because she did take a dump on the hardwood! For a while I was like, “What’s that smell?”, I looked in the potty, there was nothing, I assumed that one of the cats dropped a nasty load in the litter, but no…
Just thank your lucky stars you can see! My first son was two when my cataracts were at their worst, just before I had them removed. I could only read by holding the book up to my face and reading one word at a time.
So when toddler son pooed on the floor, I didn’t notice it until I had stepped in it with bare feet, and walked several steps with the momentum before I could stop. Hot poo squishing between toes is not something I want to repeat. Nor is crawling about the floor feeling with my fingers to find the other bits to wipe up. Blergh. No wonder there’s a four year gap between my kids. I waited till I could see before having the next one!!
Here’s the ticket; the Eat Me Crunchy bowl. The chips, cereal, whatever sits on a porous shelf in the bowl, allowing her urine to drain below. It’s the complete solution to all your problems.