Bathroom Humor Take #2

Same kid, new story. This is one I'm hanging onto in order to have ammo for embarassing my son in front of future girlfriends, football buddies, whatever.

This past Saturday, Uncle Kevin and I took the boys out for a fun afternoon of dining and shopping, returning in time for afternoon naps. The day started out a bit chilly, so the boys had donned cargo pants, long sleeved t-shirts and hoodies. But by the time we returned home, it was a bit warmer, so the hoodies were no longer needed. And for nap time, after clean diapers were being sported, neither were the pants. Or so we thought...

Fast forward a few hours to wake-up time. Nana and Grandpa had arrived and were happy to take over wake-up duty while I was getting dinner ready. I started to think that the wake up was taking a little longer than usual, but hey - they may have been a bit out of practice trying to re-diaper a squiggly wiggly kid. Then I heard some rumblings and maybe a little giggling as the crew returned downstairs. As they came to the bottom of the stairs, Nana said "We'll let Mike tell you the story." So here it is (paraphrased) -

Upon entering the bedroom, they were greeted by a smiling William, standing up, perhaps jumping up and down, in his crib. Pantsless (oh wait, you know that part already). Diaperless.

Said soiled (the messy kind) diaper had been strewn from the crib and had landed on the carpet (ick side up, I presume by the fact that my carpet is not stained). However, crib sheet and blanket were not so lucky. Additionally, it appears that William took joy in being as free as a bird, and wanted the world to know he is truly a boy. So he used this opportunity to (presumably while standing) pee all over his crib bumper. Awesome.

Two lessons learned from this mess:
1. whenever your kid is going to let loose, you better hope that Nana and Grandpa are the ones to catch it. (they stripped off all the offensive linens and got them washed before I even had to step foot in the scene of the crime. my only regret is that I don't have pictures to use for future bribery)
2. never let Uncle Kevin put the diaper on the kid right before a nap.

Potty training with this kid will either be easy as pie or the roughest experience of my life. Thankfully, so far Michael has not developed any potty obsessions...but I'm sure that's just a matter of time.

Bathroom humor

For this post, I must paint you a little picture - William is almost one. He's been standing for a few months now. In our family room, along the fireplace, we have a toy basket and a jumperoo. But it's possible to get between them and pull up along the fireplace. On the hearth, we have two baskets - one full of diapers and wipes, one full of bibs. (aside - one of William's favorite activities is to pull the bibs out one by one until they are all over the family room floor).

Lately, we've noticed that once or twice a day, William will crawl over to the fireplace, climb up and just stand quietly for a minute or two before crawling back into the middle of the room to play. Each time he returns to the middle of the room, he has a full stinky diaper. I have heard of kids doing this when potty training, but I guess I didn't realize it'd happen this fast.

Well, yesterday, while playing with Nonnie Connie and Nanny Nicole, William went over to his "potty" to do his thing. When he was finished, rather than just returning to play, he dug into one of the baskets and "walked" over to Nicole with a clean diaper to hand her. What a brilliant child!