The girls turn two years old in less than a month. This has really snuck up on me. I mean, they're TWO.
It hit me recently that maybe it was time to start thinking about potty training. Because seriously, I haven't thought about it, worried about it, contemplated it - nothing. I realized that the girls didn't even know what a toilet was. They had never, ever seen anyone use it. I never took them to the bathroom with me. I'm just a private kind of girl like that. I always found a way to go without them, either holding it til naptime or distracting them with television and snacks and going really fast. I now know, maybe that was a mistake.
So a few weeks ago I decided I would start taking them in the bathroom with me. Morning arrives, we all wake up, I say come on girls, Mommy has to go potty!! It's so FUN - wait and see!! Off the three of us go into the bathroom, and as I start to pull down my pajama pants they both start SCREAMING like I'm taking the pants off to smother them with. They are absolutely horrified by the whole thing.
At this point I am pretty sure we have a loooong potty training road ahead of us.
Fortunately, they quickly got over their fear of me disrobing (it is scary, honestly) and started to seem to grasp the concept of the potty. They would even point at it and say "PEE! POOP!" Right, exactly. Geniuses.
Next step I figure (and I'm totally winging it here.... maybe I should read some kind of potty training book. Maybe I should have read one months ago....) is to buy them their own potties. We go to Buy Buy Baby, pick out two very cute ones shaped like frogs. Take them home and I let the girls cover their own potty in stickers with their names on them (ok, well Katie's stickers said Katie but Charlotte's said Princess. They didn't have any that said Charlotte. She can't read, she'll never know).
They love the potties, they love putting the stickers on, they think it's fun to sit on them. Now I'm thinking, this could actually be easy. I am feeling a bit smug. I am MOM OF THE YEAR.
Then Daddy comes home. Looks at the new potties and says, oh, so nice! HATS!!
Takes one and puts it on his head. Hilarity ensues.
Now every time the girls see the potties, they point and yell HATS!! HATS!! And try and put them on their heads.
I tell them, no no! They're POTTIES! Remember? for pee? and poop?
Yes! They say. And Katie yells "POOP HAT!"
Yep, this potty training thing could be a long road.