So here he is in all his glory. 100% potty trained. Hallelujah. Amen and Amen! He is quite possibly the happiest 3 year old in town. Though not as happy as me, Mommy Dearest, who no longer has to change nasty, stinky doodies that have oozed up the back of the size 5 diaper for the last 3 years, 1 month, and 20 days. Not that I'm counting or anything.
(with his mouth full of junk food as a "reward")
Of course, he IS a little unorthodox in the way he goes to the bathroom, for he vehemently REFUSES to stand up to pee. And when he sits ... well, as you can see, it's not exactly how you or I would.
It's actually a very convoluted affair. First, Grady gets on the potty facing the toilet to pee. Then he hops off to turn around and poop. Finally, he turns back around to piddle a little more. And if you're a parent out there reading this, you're probably as grossed out as I am, as you KNOW that somewhere in the middle of this I should be wiping his tush BEFORE he's dragging it all over the toilet seat to change positions.
*ahem* ... yeah ...
Thankfully, for the most part, it's all landing in the toilet. That is, when he doesn't have the sudden urge to pee WHILE pooping. Because when that happens, it's game over for me.
See, Grady hasn't mastered "the tuck" ... so we've had an incident or two where he's been facing forward on the potty, and his impressively high stream has hit the shower curtain, wall, bath mat, and his shirt.
So far he's missed his head. Thank goodness for small victories.
But ... Send. More. Wipes.