Katie is trying to get this whole potty thing down. So far, it's not working...for me.
When we get her up in the morning and go to change her clothes, she tries to sit on the potty and get the morning pee-pee's out. Sometimes it works and she gets really excited. Other times she just sits there and tries, but nothing happens. She still gets excited at the imaginary pee-pee.
We put her pull-ups on and her clothes for the day. I think that our potty time is over for a little while and I can go about other business, but Katie has other plans.
Last week I got all the kids dressed and was working on trying to get Jordan to get dressed and ready for school. He is 12 after all and should be able to do this on his own by now. (Ha! What makes me think that?) I take 5 seconds to focus on Jordan and making sure that he is in his proper school clothing, his hair is brushed, his backpack packed, lunch packed, etc. I turn to wrangle Nick and Katie in to the car and Katie has stripped every single bit of clothing off and is in the bathroom jumping up and down.
I start to wonder if maybe I am going crazy. I swear she already went potty and then I dressed her and we were all ready to go. Jordan is still "piddle-farting around" (a phrase I got from my mother) so I dress Katie again and don't let her out of my sight as I load her in to the car to wait for Jordan to finish getting dressed. He has only been awake for an hour and is mad at me for running out of time.
It never seems to fail that as soon as I start to do the dishes or cook dinner that Katie decides this is when she is going to sneak off to the bathroom and strip down to her birthday suit and try to go potty. I would normally have no problem with this, but when she does it and I'm not aware, it is usually because she has pooped in her pull-up. She pulls it off, throws it in the bathroom sink and then runs around the house with poop stuck to her butt. I have to then follow her trail picking up the poop that she has dropped behind her.
Last night I went in to the kitchen to get her and Nick a snack. She came running in to the kitchen, naked and holding her pull-up. She screams, "I POOP!! I POOP!!" I look in to the pull-up, and it is empty. I think maybe she is just confused. So I go to the bathroom and half way there I find a giant turd on the carpet. It is still warm when I pick it up. Oh the joys of parenthood!! I talk to her about how the poop needs to go in the potty. So she sits down on her potty for a half second, stands up and screams, "I POOP!"
I am over potty training. I am no good at it. I really want to go back to diapers and just wrap duct tape around them so she can't get them off until I want them to come off.
She still has to wear her pajamas backwards at bed and nap time. I have tried a few times to see if she over the phase of stripping down in her bed, but no, she's not over it yet. She may wear backwards footie jammies up until her wedding night. Fine by me!!
