An Article About…
Poop!
We have been thinking for a while when it is that we should officially start to potty train our little Kiry. She has not been started, but has had opportunities to learn the things she needs to learn in order to prepare her properly for it. For example, Kiry has had field trips to the loo to see how the grown-ups do it, and to see what is used in the process. She has also been learning the parts of the body involved so that she can learn to correctly identify the function involved in the urges she has for the toilette. She has long been taking her own nappies to the dustbin, and getting her clean ones out, and getting the baby-wipes necessary, and so on. She can do all of it all by herself, except the actual changes. So, it stands to reason that once all of this is worked out, and once she can say when she needs a change of nappy, then she can also say when she needs to go to the loo.
Today was a big day in this process. This morning, Kiry said “poop,” and pointed to the correct location. She had already gone, but it was the first time she has correctly identified it, and rather than her usual game of getting the nappy and baby-wipes, then leading dad on a brisk run around the living room in order to keep him fit, she actually put the final ingredient for a change in place by laying down and saying, “baby.” I have always made it a habit to say the names of each thing required to her, and she can name them well now, but I always was left sitting and waiting and saying something like, “there is just one thing missing! Where’s the baby?”
So after Kiry lay down, she said “baby,” and I looked down from my chair and said, “oh, you got me the baby this time! Right then, I had better get strait to work.” Down I came, to reward this wonderful action of hers with full success by completing the requested task. I popped open her nappy, and laying there as proud as can be was a 1/2 inch ball of the required ‘poop!’ Of course, I could not just leave her with it, so I had to change the only ten minute old nappy and put another new one on her.
Maybe now she can reward me with some more intensive training on the potty, to make up for the money wasted on the half-inch ball of ‘poop!’ :-)
For some reason, she is calling for and getting her baby-wipes now… :-S
Ta!
Daddy!