Adventures in Potty Training (continued)

In regards to potty training Nathaniel, it has been a trying year. I am pleased to share with you that after several accidents, and much, much patience. Nathaniel can successfully use the potty. If we are out in public, he's getting better at letting me know when he has to go. There has been a few accidents, but hey I know several adults who have had their fair share. I'm so proud of my little guy.

On Picking a Diaper Bag...

When my wife Lauren and I found out were having a baby we entered into an horrible compitition. Not the most common competition of who would love our child the most, or who would be the better parent, or who would be better with the baby. That was 2010 and now it's now 2013. The most memorable argument to me was about picking a diaper bag. That is an argument that will probably endure until our boys aren't in need of one. Let me take you back to the beginning ... Lauren picked a smaller dainty diaperbag and I bought a larger diaper bag that would be for me when I took out our son. That bag which I chose ended up being Lauren's bag. I then ordered Lauren a stylish diaper bag that would fit her needs and ordered for myself a fisher price messenger bag. This bag would be my biggest pick in the diaper bag wars between Lauren & I. That's when it happened... This would become our bag that we would use as a family. Our diaper bag... Not the diaper bag that I picked that wasn't the one she hadn't picked... This would be the diaper bag that would unite us as a family! Nathaniel was born in 2011 and Mark2 was born in 2012... We still use that same fisher price messenger bag to this day.

Adventures In Potty Training- Part 2

So it's been about 9 days since my last monologue on potty training Nathaniel. I've tried to be as encouraging as possible to Nathaniel but it really hasn't gotten much better. There has been a few incidents to say the least... Ripping of his diaper and flinging a poop filled diaper at his younger brother (pleas don't laugh because the poop splatter was horrible) ... Deciding to lift his leg and pee all over the railings in the hallway... Pooping in our kitchen and when we ran him to the potty he ran off and pooped into the the entrance to our bedroom... Baptizing our coffee table with pee... And today peeing all over the couch and as I preceded to clean the couch, our poor dog got a golden shower as well. You think that could be the worst... He pee'd our mattress, smh! So I'm reaching out to all you parents out there. Any advise to share? Please leave a comment and help me... Please!

Adventures In Potty Training...

Nathaniel started show all the signs that he wanted to start potty training, so Lauren and I figured why not. Lauren read about this method that would have your child potty trained in three days. That was 3 weeks ago, and we're still working on it. It was going really well at first. He was telling us when he had to go potty. I was so impressed that he was doing so well. Success...NOT! The second week came around and he had a few accidents, but I figured that's to be expected from time to time. Let's be real, he's only two. As we went into week 3 I found that he flat he no longer wanted to let us know when he had to potty. I've had to just randomly place him on the potty and hope he goes. He also likes to give me a hard time when I do this, he does go and then we do all over again later. It's been this way for the last few days, but not today. Today was different. Today was the day that Nathaniel would manage to get poop on his brother, the couch and me. It was so comical kind of like a scene from a movie. There we where sitting on the couch, Mark2 on my lap and Nathaniel by my side. I thought I smelled something so I checked Mark2's diaper. There was nothing so I chalked it up to gas. At this point Nathaniel got up and moved and I thought nothing of it. I placed Mark2 where Nathaniel was sitting and continued to watch tv. There it was again, that smell, that lingering smell of poop. I turn to check Mark2's diaper and that's when I saw him standing in it. It was poop and it wasn't his. I quickly grabbed him off the coach and cried out "Oh no, he's got it on his legs" and then "Oh no, it's all over the couch. Mark2 had spread Nathaniel's poop all over the couch. Mark2 had manage to placed a huge blob of poop on his head. Yes, that's right...his head. Lauren and I cleaned up the boys and the couch and had a good laugh. We soon discovered that the couch incident wasn't the end of it though. At some point Nathaniel decided to use his toy box as a urinal. And so, the adventure continues 

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