Sunday, June 15, 2008
Morgan uses the potty!!
For the past week or so, Morgan has been getting frustrated with us. I am not trying to potty train her, but she wants to be potty trained. If she is running around in just her diaper, she will tug and tug at it until she gets it off, and then, she goes to sit on the potty. When her clothes are on, she needs our help. She will say "potty" and tug at her clothes. I don' like playing this game because it sets me up for a whole day of playing potty where I take her diaper off, she sits on the potty for a few seconds, and I put the diaper back on. It can get exhausting when she says she needs to go potty 30 times in 1 hour! So, she came up to me 10 minutes ago with her footed sleepers on. She was trying to get the zipper all the way down, and she just kept screaming, "diaper!" So, I took her diaper off of her, and she ran off to her potty. 2 minutes later she came back with something in her hand. She said, "trash, trash". I look over, and sure enough she went potty, but she took the poop out of her plastic potty and brought it to me in her hand!!!! YUCK!!!! We still have a lot of kinks to work out :0)
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3 comments:
That is so funny! It reminds me of a time when Tatum was a baby and my niece wanted to change her diaper. Shelby was 8. She was all worried about getting poop on her hands. She pulled the diaper out from underneath Tatum's bottom, and the poop fell out on the blanket she was laying on. Shelby looked down, looked at us, then picked it up with her bare hands and put it back in the diaper! We all gasped, and she was said, "what else was I susposed to do?" We all just laughed!!
Umm....good luck with that.
Eeeew!
A few weeks ago Bridey woke from her nap, took off her pants, took off her pull-up, and basically stepped in her poop and then walked all over the crib with it. Ick. It was so grody. I had to scrub her, scrub and soak the sheets and clothes, put them in the wash, then scrub out the tub she'd bathed in, every toy she'd touched, and the sink the sheets and clothes soaked in with bleach. It was so not what I wanted to do that evening.
-Anne
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