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Potty Training: part 2

Several things I forgot to mention in my previous post. The little potty chair that we originally got disgusted me. The thing looks cute and innocent until the first exposure to bodily fluids. Then I feel it should be thrown into a red biohazard bag, airtight sealed, and picked up by men wearing hazmat suits.

Because your options in cleaning that sucker are pretty limited. 1.) rinse in sink. Gross. 2.) rinse in bath tub. Gross and inconvenient. 3.) dishwasher. Not possible and super gross.

So, we said out with that idea and bought an Elmo potty ring that fits on the "big potty". She also has a stool that she uses to mount the big potty.

Here's where a stubborn child comes into play: she has to do everything h herself. So potty time takes us 45 minutes. No kidding. Her dad and I take snacks in there and I'm thinking of mounting a TV above the toilet.

She must move the stool over to the potty from the sink. Then she removes her pants and shoes completely. Can't pee with those on for some reason. Lowers or removes her pull up. Climbs onto potty where she will sit until she manages to pee. This may be 10 seconds or 4 hours. We celebrate, she wipes, climbs down and flushes. She then starts the painstaking process of hand washing.

You would think she had terrible OCD. The child will wash her hands forever. And then she likes to brush her teeth. Extensively. Keep in mind she is still naked from the waist down at this point. You cannot redress her until the other tasks are complete.

Finally, she'll put her clothes back on just in time for her pea-sized bladder to fill up again...

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  1. Hahahahahahaha! The little boy I babysit occasionally, he has to pee or poop on the potty completely naked! He HAS to have all clothes off. Its so funny. But hey I guess whatever works!

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  2. LOL! and THIS is why I haven't started potty training yet:). BUT you will be so much better off when it's done. Ah, the adventures of potty training:).

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  3. Amber, your blog is hilarious. I'm sure I'm getting weird stares because I'm cracking up in clinic reading this!
    As for me, I am totally on the diaper train as long as I can ride it. I haven't even looked at purchasing a potty chair. My pediatrician is very laid back on the subject and pretty much says each child has a date in their internal day planner where they will potty train and that will be it. My cousin uses him too and said that is how it was with her daughter and she had no more than 5 accidents after she "trained." I like the plan cause I'm not stressing about it, Callie isn't stressing about it and we live happily ever after. I'm just hoping Callie doesn't go OCD on clothing, washing etc cause she already shows those tendencies without even attempting potty training.

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