Yesterday was a GREAT day. Jack’s daycare is closed this week for Spring Break, so I took Monday and Tuesday off of work to hang out with him. Maybe it’s because I’m relaxed from my weekend in Napa, or maybe I’m just getting better at being at home with the kiddo, but I really enjoyed the day. I even thought – MAYBE – I could actually swing a SAHM situation after all if it came down to it. (Watch – today will totally squash that idea.)
Midday I needed to run to the store for toilet paper, so I packed Jack into the car with promises of a Transformer if the store carried one. I figured it was about time as his potty money tub was getting pretty heavy and it’s been a month since we got the last toy. Also! Jack pooped in the potty last week and even though he didn’t even know he was doing it, we celebrated with a potty dance and extra money.
Walgreens had a number of Transformer toys, both Autobots (the good guys) and Decepticons (the bad guys). I asked Jack whether he wanted a good guy or a bad one. After declining to buy one of each for him, he chose a Decepticon that turns into a forklift. I should have pressed him to get the one that turns into a toaster – the forklift’s arms keep coming off.
It may or may not be a coincidence, but later in the evening Jack used the potty to poop on TWO separate trips to the bathroom. I’m not ready to call this a breakthrough or anything (lest the parenting karma gods strike me down), but I am willing to say that it’s a very nice development. Other things that may or may not have anything to do with this development: showing Jack the Transformer underwear he could wear once he was regularly using the potty and acquisition of the book “It Hurts When I Poop” (which I didn’t buy due to any issues with hurting, but I knew he’d dig the explanation of what is going on in there).