NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART
I am completely, utterly, and thoroughly disgusted right now.
Jared is pretty much potty trained--if he's naked or just wearing underwear. He even woke up dry from his nap yesterday. So today I decided we'd give the whole underwear AND clothes thing a shot when we went down the street real quick to our friend's house.
After a while, I asked Jared if he needed to go potty. He said no, he already did, poop and pee. I knew what that meant! Eeew! So Jared had to push his bike home because I wasn't about to let him sit down and squish everything around! So when we got home, I stripped him down to his underwear and stood him up on his stool by the toilet. When I was taking off his underwear, he started doing a little dance and stepped in the poop. So I told him to hold still, he'd gotten poop on his foot, so what does he do? He steps back so he can see the smear of poop on his stool. So now there's poop smeared all over his stool.
I finally get most of that cleaned up and take him into his room to use half a box of wipes to clean him off, and what does he do? Grabs his bum and gets poop all over his hand. Meanwhile, he's being grossed out by "BOOGERS!!!!" because he has a runny nose. WHY oh WHY can't he be more disgusted by poop? He screams like a girl if his nose runs, but smears poop all over his body and his bathroom.
So he's in the bathtub instead of taking a nap. I told him I smelled like poop too, and he asked if I needed a bath too. Yes, I do, but of course I don't get one. Not yet, anyway.
Even with the easiest of children, potty-training is NOT for the faint of heart.
Eeew.
Eeew.
Eeew.
Eeew.
Eeeeeeeeew!