Sunday, June 22, 2008

Our Streak Is Over

Just a little giggle at my husband’s expense. Since he told the story in front of friends we had for dinner tonight, I figure I can share it with the rest of the world.

First, I shouldn’t have been so proud of Little Miss being potty trained. She’d been perfect all week. Until Friday, anyway. For some reason, she’ll keep dry now, but she gets umm streaks about four times a day, although she insists she doesn’t have to poop. Twice yesterday, there was actually some poop in her underwear, which my husband didn’t appreciate. Today, she did again when my friends were over.

Since I was working on getting dinner on the table, he was in charge of getting her on the potty after nap and was the one to discover her issue. I didn’t hear what he said, but she came out of the bathroom quite upset. A bit later, I was helping her climb into the dining room chair (cleverly covered in a huge towel to prevent rice from being ground into my nice chairs), and I smelled something and checked.

The first thing I noticed was that she was in a Pull-Up instead of her underwear. My husband hasn’t read many of the parenting books, and he definitely missed the you can’t go back part. That explains her being upset the last time she came out of the bathroom. Rather than make an issue of it, I simply passed her off to my husband again, as I still had dinner work to do.

She came out of the bathroom bawling. I picked her up and asked her what was wrong and she couldn’t tell me, but I finally figured out that she had been lectured on how to use a potty and had been quite shamed. I had mixed feelings about this, but quieted her enough to eat dinner – given how exhausted she was yesterday when this was such an issue and today was more tiredness, I didn’t have the heart to pick on her.

When we put her to bed after dinner, she came out about twenty minutes later as I was helping to whip the cream for dessert (my friend’s daughter was the “baker” for the evening but still needs supervision!). I took no notice until my husband came downstairs about twenty minutes later.

Little Miss had decided she had to go potty, so my husband took her into the bathroom and placed her on the potty. She peed, and the following conversation commenced.

Husband: Are you done now?
Little Miss: No, I don’t think so.
Husband: Are you sure?
Little Miss: I think I have to make poops.
Husband: Oh that will make Daddy really happy!
My husband walked out of the bathroom to check on Mister Man and left her be for a bit. When he cam back, he heard a “ploop” as he described it.
Little Miss: (brushing her wisps of hair out of her eyes so that she can be sure to look my husband clear in the eyes) Are you happy now?

Oh, are we in trouble. The good news is that she does feel more confident about it now, so fingers crossed tomorrow is a better day!

5 comments:

Kellan June 22, 2008 at 10:44 PM  

What a precious story and maybe you have found the answer for all women everywhere - LET THE DADDY'S TAKE OVER THIS DUTY!!!

Have a good Monday - see you soon - Kellan

Cookie June 22, 2008 at 11:10 PM  

LOL! That is soooo funny!
Hope that's really the end of it!

Cookie June 22, 2008 at 11:26 PM  

I just read your post on my blog and I wanted to say that I'm going away in July to visit my family for about 10 days. My son is looking for someone to take care of the ants. It was so nice of you to volunteer. I'll drop off the ant farm on Sunday for you. They don't require too much. Just take out the fruit every 3 days and replace it with a new piece. Thanks again for offering to take care of the ant farm while we're gone. You're the best! ;)

Mabunny June 23, 2008 at 9:45 AM  

LOl, yeah you are in trouble, lol. Sound slike my little headstrong daughter.
When she was potty training she loved stickers. So we put a big poster board ( her choice of color)outside her bathroom door. one sticker for pee, two for poop. When she acquired a certain amount of stickers she could trade them in for treats, like a small piece of candy, or ice cream or a book.
She finally understood that the more she used the potty and got stickers the more she got a treat. Might not have been exactly kosher to give her treats for something she should be doing but it worked:)

Michelle June 23, 2008 at 9:01 PM  

Kellan - I'm not sure. I found Little Miss in a Pull-Up again today (apparently she had an accident because he wasn't asking her if she had to go) because he was worried she might run out of clean underwear. Huh? But in general, yep, I'm in favor of dad's taking over some jobs!

Cookie - So do I! Today she did a good job (ok, with the exception of the pee accident that I blame on my husband and she told him she had to go during bath time, but he decided to dry her off before putting her on the potty for whatever reason...). She's feeling much better now though!

Oh, and Cookie -- not only do I not do bugs in my house, but I also don't do spoiled food. Either my mom or my husband has to remove them from the fridge and dispose of them if anything gets to that point!

MaBunny - I've known since Little Miss was ohhhh 11 months that I was in trouble. I just keep getting reinforcements! She actually has been getting to do a sticker book page (from the coolest reusable sticker book series EVER from Usborne Books) every time she uses the potty. Rewards are good things!

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