The Potty fake-out
Our streaking saga continues…
G has figured out a way to trick us into getting him naked: he asks to go potty. So I’ll put out there that long gone are the days I wished for a potty trained child. I was hopeful we could work on it before he turned 2. Now, not so much, so I’m not rushing him by ANY means. However, as of last week he’s asked to go potty. While I don’t think he’s ready, I can’t deny him the opportunity to go, so I fall for it. Every time.
Why fall for it?
Because asking for potty time, is G’s personal interpretation of the “If you give a mouse a cookie” book. It goes something like this:
If you trust G that he has to go potty, you’ll go to the bathroom with him.
When he sits on the potty he’ll ask you to take off his pants so they’re not in the way.
When you take off his pants, he’ll get off the potty and run out the door.
Fearing the territorial marking you can be in store for (if he really DOES have to potty), you chase after him.
As you run after him, he’ll cackle with glee over his new-found freedom.
Finally you’ll catch him and wrestle him into a diaper
And chances are
If you put a diaper on him, he’ll ask to go potty.
So yeah, if you’re ever baby-sitting at our house, if G asks to go potty, hope you have your running shoes on.
Those toddlers are nothing if not clever!!! Jasper likes to sit on the potty if he thinks I’ll read to him!