It’s started. The weirdest, strangest, topic, EVER to be so excited about. And if the conversation is with people who don’t have toddlers, they look at you like you’re insane to be an educated adult and frequently use the words “potty and poopy”.
Two weeks ago we headed over to IKEA and grabbed a little potty for Ethan. He had started to tell us when he needed a diaper change so we thought we’d pick one up for him to start to be around and figure it out. Ethan carried that little potty-thing around IKEA like it was a trophy. He was over-the-top proud (I think some of the 2-3 year olds in his daycare class use one and so he knows what it is).
And now. He actually uses it. 1-3 times a day. (totally weird having this as a proud-mama moment since I had nothing to do with it, but I try not to be freaky excited each time he does it!). Don’t worry, we’re still getting our money’s worth of diaper use, but we look forward in the next year he’ll be ready to officially learn the most valuable life-long-skill a parent can teach a child. Potty training.