Adventures in Potty Training: Volume I (from March 2009)

So, we're officially potty training. This, to me, means I put Cam on the pot every time I change him, and try to catch him when he's pooping.

Today starts with him peeing all over the floor before I can get him in the tub. After the bath, he's running around naked and I'm on poo watch. Think I've gone as far as I'm willing to go, so I put a nappy on him. He takes it off, sits on the red leather chair and pees. Aaaaaaaaall into the seems and places I can't reach as it's all connected.

Cam usually poos after breakfast, and we've done pretty well sitting him on the pot for the experience. He didn't go this morning, so I potted him before bed. He immediately proceeds to poo a big pile and want off. I was so proud. So we wipe, flush, say bye-bye poopy. He turns, walks out from the side of the toilet, and has continued to poo up the wall, all over the floor, has stood in it, got it all down his legs, in his shoes, all over my hands. Do you realize how fast poop dries? By the time I got him bathed, diapered and in bed, I had to scrub, scrub, but still couldn't get it all out of the tile grout.

So close, yet sooooooooooo far.