crappy story

Being that I have an almost 3 year old & a 1 1/2 year old, you have probably already concluded what this little story is about! And let me just warn you, it's a little graphic! Jack has gone potty on his little potty seat just a couple of times. Yesterday I grabbed him out of his high chair mid-grunt to get him to the potty seat. He likes to have a book on the toilet so Callie got him a book & I read. Halfway through the story his face was red & he was pushing with all his might. The results? Pee and only a tiny little piece of poop . I was surprised it hadn't been more, but thrilled nonetheless that I was getting out of changing a poopy diaper that day (since he's normally a once-a-dayer). I hoorayed him & helped him dump the stuff into the toilet. I told him we'd put his diaper on after I got him his jellybean, so with his pajama bottoms around his ankles he waddled into the living room and climbed up onto this black hinged ottoman we have to wait for his reward. I had just got a couple jellybeans (callie gets one for jack's efforts!) into my hand when Callie yells, "Mom! He's pooping! The poop is coming out!" I ran into the living room to see this:












I was pretty surprised! Since it hadn't yet gotten on the ottoman (since the pajama bottoms had so far caught the pie), I grabbed the outcoming, picked up the patty, & took the warm stuff to the toilet! Ewwwww! Jack was feeling pretty good about himself. Maybe when you're having a hard time pooping you just need to stick your butt up in the air and try again! Oh yeah, and he ended up having a second poop that day so I didn't get out of changing a poopy diaper after all! Ugh!