It’s that time again. Potty Training. The time of my children’s lives where I talk about their bodily functions to everyone like it’s no big deal…
I remember when we were potty training Chloe and everyone, seriously everyone, would say, “You’re so lucky to have a girl first. It’s so much easier to potty train a girl.” She was potty trained by 2 years, 2 months. We put some time and effort into it on the front end, getting her used to the potty and encouraging her to try starting at about 18 months, long before we were really ready to jump into it. But overall, I think we were pretty lucky and it was a fairly easy process.
Now we have Devon – my wonderfully stubborn boy. At 2 years, 2 months, we knew we would not have him potty trained on the same schedule as his big sister. Devon can’t get himself dressed like Chloe could, he doesn’t talk as much as she did (or at least not as clearly – he certainly makes plenty of noise) and we don’t have the undivided time to focus on potty training like we did with Chloe. However, we needed to do something. Every morning, he would wake up dry, then subsequently soak through his jammies and create a giant puddle on the floor. After a while, I discovered that he was actually “assuming the position” similar to a dog and peeing down the side of his leg. It was time to get this boy on the potty
So we moved the little potty into our bedroom and let Devon try every morning while watching cartoons. But he would want to get up after a few minutes and we didn’t want to push too hard. Fast forward a few mornings (after I’d cleaned up a few more puddles) and we were ready to push. So Devon spent 30+ minutes with us repeatedly making him sit back down before he finally – wonderfully! – peed.
That’s where we’re at now. Devon uses the potty every morning after he wakes up. Luckily it no longer takes 30+ minutes 🙂 We do a little dance for him and give him an M&M, preferably blue. On occasion, he might go before a nap or some other time when we’ve found him dry. Once we even managed to time it just right to get him to poop. And we’re happy with that for now. We’ll get there eventually. Maybe this summer when our house isn’t so cold. All. The. Time.
The work we have done has opened up a dialogue with Devon. He talks about peeing, pooping and tooting quite often. At breakfast the other day, I heard him toot. I said, “Devon, did you toot?” To which he immediately responded, “No. Daddy toot. No me toot.” He didn’t miss a beat before he tried to pass blame – such a boy!
So there you have it, an update on my son’s bodily functions. If you have any tips on approaching potty training with a boy, feel free to share!