Shhhh….it might be a secret, but I think it is important to note, I don’t have a penis.
Why is this important, you wonder? Because I am potty training a 2 year old boy and quite frankly, there is A LOT I don’t know. For instance, I didn’t know that adjusting was so important – until, of course, Coop grabbed the front of his pull up and yelled, “This pull up is making me mmmmaaaadddd!” Turns out his little guy was pointing up and he wanted to adjust him down. I conferred with Daddy for clarification: Up or down for comfort? Apparently, down is the answer. Now I know.
I also didn’t know that one little hair could be a gargantuan distraction, as in, “Mommy there’s a hair down there.” Sure enough, one single hair had wrapped around his parts. As soon as I removed it, “Thanks, Mommy, that hair was tickling me.”
And for the record, I was not aware of the difficulty experienced when trying to keep your hands off the territory. If his pull-up is off for 5 seconds, Coop is holding himself. Doesn’t bother me, but wow! Who knew?
And…does it have a mind of its own? It can seemingly stand at attention, catching me completely off guard. And, just why wouldn’t that make a 2 year old giggle? Coop thinks it is great fun. He also giggles uncontrollably when I have to wipe him off. I understand that tickles too? If only he would stop saying, “Do it again, Mommy.” Sigh.
Finally, just why does he have to go potty every 15-20 minutes? He seems to be drained, but we are back at it in no time. Perplexing. Is that a boy thing too?
Naturally, Daddy gets a kick out of seeing me bewildered.
Potty training my daughter was among the Top 10 worst experiences of my life. But at least I understood the plumbing.
I wonder if this means potty training Coop should be 100% Daddy’s responsibility? Hmmm…food for thought.
