Potty Training 101
Posted by Laurie
In my search for the perfect potty training method, I discovered the holy grail: “Potty Training” should be renamed “Parent Training.” Every book about potty training relies heavily on the parent as cheerleader, housekeeper, laundry-cleaner and teacher.
I introduced my son to the toilet (we put a potty seat on it), a couple weeks ago and he took to it really fast. He liked the whole experience and learned quickly. Until today it was optional. Now it’s the real deal. My son was happy to participate and peed in the potty at nearly every try today, but I’m exhausted! Just because he pees in the potty, doesn’t mean he doesn’t pee out of the potty. Cleaning up the numerous accidents, keeping him entertained on the potty for a significant portion of the day with songs and books, and continuously talking to him about what it all means and how proud I am of his sissy, has me worn out.

Yesterday, while my friend went out for a short jog, I held her newborn baby girl. The experience was so peaceful. The sweet little baby slept calmly, I rocked her and couldn’t help giving her a kiss on the head. When she became hungry she screamed and then my friend was back and nursed her as she rested on a chair.
It’s a long title, but that’s the best way to say it. Yesterday we celebrated Blake’s 2nd birthday. It was fabulous. Family friends, in the backyard at our new house, pizza, BBQ, music and fun.
Father’s Day is underrated. People plan Mother’s Day for weeks, and sometimes months ahead of time. But Father’s Day? “It’s just not as big a deal as Mother’s Day,” says my husband. So am I supposed to believe that, or should I make a big deal out of it anyway?
I’m not talking about basic separation like leaving your child in the living room while you go to the bathroom (which is not always easy!). I mean school or camp separation when you drop off your 2 or 3 year old and pick him up hours later.
