Boys,  Parenting,  Potty Training

Boys and Their…Toys


Bean is back on track with his potty training again. He’s not even really potty training anymore. He’s pretty much housebroken.

(I know that’s a puppy terms, but toddlers are a lot like puppies in some areas, right???)

So, we’ve been celebrating a lot about no accidents. When he comes home from school, he tells us all about how he didn’t have any accidents. And when he goes potty, he tells us all about it. A couple weeks ago, he even announced to the entire restaurant where we were having dinner, “DAD! I JUST PEE PEE’D IN THE POTTY!” He’s a proud peacock these days.

Well, last week, I was in the bathroom with him while he went potty. We were chatting while we waited and then all of a sudden he gets really quiet. Then he smiled like the Cheshire Cat and yelled out to me, “Mom! I went poopy in the potty!”

And just as he sat on the potty and said that, he started peeing before he even knew it. And he peed in about a five foot arc out in front of himself. It caught both of us so off-guard that we just stood there, wide-eyed with gaping mouths. Just as I was trying to come up with something positive to say, Bean sighed heavily, slumped his shoulders, and said, “Oh, man…”

I about died. DIED, I tell you!

He looked so defeated. It was the funniest, sweetest, most real thing ever! We decided to celebrate the potty instead of the accidental urine arc that flooded the bathroom floor.

You win some, you lose some, Bean Man.

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