He went sans diaper. I had B sit on the potty at regular intervals. He got a smiley on his chart for trying and a sticker & jellybean for pee-pee. He had no accidents.
He had no number 2 either. He didn't go at all yesterday.
This morning, we've continued the routine and everything was going fine. I set a timer so we didn't forget to sit on the potty. But then B came running into the room yelling, "Uh-oh, uh-oh!" He held out his hands and handed me poop. OMG, I didn't sign up for this part of motherhood.
There were a few good points to this story.
- I didn't vomit.
- It was solid poop.
- He was standing when he went, so no smashed poop.
- He wasn't on carpet so no poop in carpet.
- Everything cleaned up easily.
DH just laughed at me as I scrubbed my hands for the millionth time. His only comment was "At least this is good blog fodder and, for the blog's sake, I'm glad you didn't take pictures."