Poo Poo in the Potty Part 2 (Pun intended)

Yes, you read that right! So, here's the story...Jane tried to poop in the tub last night, again, and I grabbed her halfway in time to get it in the training potty instead of the tub (halfway in time, as in half of it didn't make it to the potty). And I told her "you poo poo in the potty, not in the tub" as all this was happening. I didn't think she really got it, but I hoped she did.

So tonight the same scenario begins to unfold and I decided to ask her outright, "Do you want to go poo poo in the potty?", and she responds by saying, "Da!", which I take to mean "yeah". So I pick her up out of the tub and put her on the potty and she just goes like a grown-up. I called Scott into the bathroom so he could witness this little miracle with me. She was nudey and wet sitting on the training potty doing her business with a grunty little smile. It was just adorable! Scott and I almost took a picture of her handiwork but decided against it. We all know what it looks like and probably don't need reminders. But we do need a picture of her on the potty. Now that would be cute and some great teenage blackmail material.

Poo Poo In The Potty!

So, it was probably just a fluke, but we had a poo poo in the potty this morning! Jane was trying to go and then was signing to go in the bath. Most of you know what that combination means...But I put her in the bath anyway to test out my other theory of maybe getting her to poop in the potty when I know it's coming. So, she was playing in the bath when she started trying to go. I picked her right up and put her on the potty. She screamed a little, but then gave in a went in the potty! I hoorayed for her, then got her down and we looked at her accomplishment and waved bye-bye as it went bye-bye. Now, I don't think she really understood the magnitude of what just happened, but we celebrated anyway by dancing to Float On by Modest Mouse (I have no shame).

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This is what Jane's been up to today.

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This morning I woke up and told Scott that I had visions of bloggy dreams dancing in my head. I was a little blog-crazy yesterday and so all night I kept dreaming about blogs and layouts and the fun that it all is. Maybe I should start another hobby.

Baby Dilema

How do you keep a baby from pooping in the tub?!
It's become part of Jane's nightly ritual to poop in the tub. I try to keep on eye out to catch it before it happens, but somehow she is able to sneak and do it while I can't prevent it. Last night I decided that since I can't stop her maybe I can get her to go in the potty. So, I watched for the signs, and each time she was about to go I picked her up and set her on the potty. Of course she was freaked out and freezing while sitting wet on the toilet. She didn't know why she was dangling over a hole while dripping wet. So each time I set her on the toilet she wouldn't do anything. Why putting her on the toilet 3 times, I noticed that it was kind of grimey. I put her back in the tub and started to drain it and remove all toys just in case a poop came, and then started to clean the toilet. (I'm a chronic multi-tasker...sometimes to my own demise...) As soon as I started to clean the toilet I heard the little grunts and turned around to see her watching me while doing the biggest doodie of her life in the almost-empty tub. AHHH!!! Cleaning it up was disgusting and led to me clogging the toilet up pretty good. So, the first night of night pop potty training didn't work out how I'd hoped, but I'm going to keep trying. Meanwhile, how do you keep a baby from pooping in the tub?