Last night as I was finishing up the dinner dishes, I hear Anistyn call down to me from upstairs: "Mommy, come quick! Stockton has the poopiest diaper I ever seen!" Not something you want to hear when you're winding down for day--or anytime for that matter. I run upstairs to find that she had put the potty seat on the toilet, taken off his diaper (not too messy) and put him on the toilet. He kept looking in the toilet saying "pee pee". Then he reached over, ripped off some toilet paper, and wiped! He's not even 2 yet, so I know he doesn't really get it, but what a way to start! So, maybe I'll be off the hook and turn potty training duties over to my 4 year old. A girl can dream......
3 comments:
Send Annie over to whip Reagan into shape :)
That is so cute! Maybe you won't have to potty train him, she'll do it all. =)
Ha ha ha - What a good little helper... she probably just wants him to be big like her :)
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