This weekend we Sloans will be participating in an event that is greater than all of us. It will mean being locked down in our house, it will mean vigilance, crying, anger, filth and possible the desecration of the material goods that I hold most dear - mainly my rugs. We are going to potty train Ivan. I am starting on Friday, and going hardcore until Monday. We are not going out, we are not riding in cars or swanning about. We are learning to use modern conveniences and there are no two ways about it. It is happening.
Now, I have been prepping Ivan all week about how we do not use diapers at the end of the week. We are counting down the days until there are no more diapers. Now, when I ask Ivan if he is excited about not using diapers any more, he vigorously shakes his head no. He is not interested in going anywhere near toilet seat and he has been very clear about his desire to stay in diapers until he is 27 years old.
It is time, however, to put childish things away. Potty training is on our horizon, and it starts on Friday.
Back to swim tomorrow!!!
2 comments:
I CANNOT WAIT TO HEAR ALL ABOUT THIS. YOU MIGHT HAVE TO HAVE ME ON SPEAKER PHONE ALL WEEKEND.
Oh God,please have mercy on the child. His most prized possession is being ripped off his body. You and Elliot might have to diaper up in a gesture of goodwill to Ivan. Freely play and poop with him, then ceremonily de-diaper as a family. This way is best.
He won't in the future feel the need to wear his diaper over his pants. Have FUN!!! Make it a party
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