These boys have thrown my whole world of bathroom propriety into upheaval. I have resigned myself to the fact that the boys may be 10 before I get to use the bathroom in peace. What I have not been prepared for is the long road to toilet training twin boys in the realm of the dirtier bathroom function.
Poop was just not happening on the potty.
15 seconds after I changed the boys into a clean pull-up or cotton pants, they would joyfully announce, "Mommy, I pooped!"
I started fantasizing about them being 6 year olds who still needed pull-ups for poop.
And then it happened. G-man got on the potty and pooped. Is it bad that I was so excited I actually wanted to buy him a car? I may or may not have called everyone I know in an excited stupor.
Then, a few days later, E-dude followed suit.
And nothing again for weeks. Ugh.
***warning: this gets gross****
Then G-man began catching himself mid-movement and I would usher him to the potty. He prefers to sit on the potty without the addition of the helpful Baby Bjorn seat. This, allows anyone seated in front of him a prime viewing spot of anything leaving the backside into the toilet. Which E-dude promptly did.
And cheered for brother. "G-Man is pooping on the potty!"
"WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Yea G-Man!"
and then it was E-dude's turn. And brother got his front row seat to watch the bathroom deposit in real time. "E-dude go poop on the potty!!"
"WOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!! Big boys go poop on the potty!!"
And this is how it has been in the TwinSane Asylum. We are using positive peer pressure and cheering to encourage further toilet training progress.
Quite possibly the most disgusting thing I have ever witnessed.
But I am SO excited!