Poop... and one potty story.

I'm giving you fair warning - this post revolves entirely around my daughter's bowels. Parental discretion is advised.

We seem to be learning this potty training thing a little backwards... literally. Jason and I have been taking a very casual approach so far, she is awfully young still after all. We simply ask periodically if she'd like to sit on the potty, or take her to the bathroom with us when we need to use it. We have yet to break down her "schedule" or put her in underpants or anything like that. But even with this lackadaisical effort she has shown some good progress... just not exactly the progress we expected.

We have skipped the whole "pee pee in the potty" thing and moved right on to poop - and by "we" I mean Maggie, because I sure as shit (pun intended) didn't want to deal with poop this early in the game. For the past few days Maggie has been telling us when she needs to poop by pointing to her nether regions and saying "Pee Pee". Sometimes she'll go stand by the bathroom door as well. Awesome! But she doesn't need to pee pee, she needs to poop. Gross! I don't know why this seems so backwards to me - I just assumed that babies learn to pee in the potty before they learn to poop in the potty. I would think that would be a more difficult lesson to learn. So, since we've skipped ahead in the lesson plan I've been trying to remix the song "Shoop" by Salt 'n Pepa into the obvious "Poop" as an aid to express my pride and glee to Maggie for a job well done. Poop poop-a-doop, poop-a-doop-a-poop-a-doop...

AND... while we're on this topic.... I had to tell Daddy that he MUST close the door when he pees so that Maggie can't see. We mistakenly thought any chance to see pee pee in action was a worthy field trip for the bean, but today I caught her standing in front of the toilet, seat up. She stood there for a moment then looked at me all satisfied and went to wash her hands. Yup, although fully clothed in a diaper and shorts, she peed like a boy. Some things you just don't want to see your kid mimic.