Landmark moment
Posted on Dec 19th, 2008
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J~E~S~S
Can we fix it?
That's a long time. The parents are so, so ready to not have to pack a diaper bag or worry if there will be an accident in public. And I was feeling like a broken record, for those of you who remember records, repeating to him, "I want you to poo poo in the potty. Big boys poo poo in the potty." It was like talking to a picture on my wall, he ignored me for so long.
But this week he "got it." So, it's a landmark moment when he finally willingly does his business on the throne. I do think it's been about eight months.
Oh, and remember that small power drill I bought myself? He taught himself how to use it correctly and now it's his favorite passtime. That's a good one, yep, he can now unscrew all the battery covers to his favorite toys. I've really got to hide that drill much higher, in the closet.

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:) And you should be proud: there aren’t many things that people are willing to spend a tedious 8 months to accomplish. I guess when there’s love behind it…
Thanks, Obi! I’m proud of him.
“a tedious 8 months…” yeah, it seems like a long time as you’re looking at it before it’s accomplished. In the middle, it seems like that’s the way life is…and when it’s done and gone for years, you don’t even remember how long it took.
I’ve been spending a year of spare time to write a well-researched non-fiction book. It’s nearly ready to fling to the public…
That’s awesome! Congrats on the book in progress, and that quote couldn’t have come at a better time: I too am writing a book (I’m in the development stages now). I love the quote, but a part of me thinks the order is wrong, or at least more stages need to be added:
Writing a book is an adventure. To begin with, it is a shrew, nagging at you incessantly until you begin your great duty. Then an elephant, a large but tamable beast, and if you step out just far enough you can see your way around it. And after some time, it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster, and fling him to the public.
Ah, that feels better.
Well, I’m laughing out loud. I think you’ve got it. Are you at the elephant stage?
My son cracked me up again today and it was a perfect photo to add to this post. He grabbed the plunger and his training potty and began plunging away all by himself. I went to find him and there he was, wearing the Bob the Builder outfit that he chose himself, working hard like Daddy.
Larger view: http://thepixellator.gaia.com/photos/view/464224
:) I’m definitely at the elephant stage. Luckily for me, the elephant seems to be getting smaller…
I hear you! It’s a beast…but tameable, but so, so large. Now we can see around it…yes, I can do it! “Bob the builder” theme song playing:: Can we write it? Yes we can.
Congrats to the potty training. We were just talking about that Big Event so many years ago, and an evil babysitter who was trying to rush it along in a very mean way. Thank goodness we figured out what was happening! by the way, what a cutie he is….
I watch too much children’s programming. On the “Fairly Oddparents” cartoon, there is an evil babysitter that sounds a little like the one you described, Kathy! Her name is Vicky, also known as “Icky Vicky”. Anyway, nice to hear from you, and thanks, our cutie gobbles up the attention he gets.
Down with “Icky Vicky!” The evil babysitter’s name around here was….oh no, memory has disappeared. I can picture her exactly. Mrs. Johnson! It didn’t help that it was our sensitive child that went to her. Our less-sensitive child would probably have been less affected. Oh well….guess life can’t be perfect for our kids….even if we might want it to be.