And That's That

When last we peered into life with Mila, I was locked in the house and NEVER LEAVING.

It didn't last long.

Nothing really changed from Day One of Potty Training and Day I'm Out of Here of Potty Training. I just got ... cagey. Let's go with that. A random moment of insanity led me to deciding I was going to the Pirates game Friday night. I was supposed to go without any children, but then Alexis was at a birthday party and Mila was sitting there being all cute. I thought about how I was about to miss a few days of her toddlerness because I'm travelling for work this week and BAM. I took the Professional Pottier with me.

I made it exactly 12 minutes down the road before I regretted it. No joke. 12 minutes. At the 12-minute mark, Mila said she needed to go. I'm well-trained, so I found a place to pull off the road and ran her into the restroom.

12 minutes.

The good news is that by the time we made it downtown, a whopping 12 minutes later, it turned out that there were some traffic challenges. When she AGAIN said she needed to go, I at least knew it wasn't a dire emergency. We found our way to a parking garage eventually and then dealt with Mila's need to visit EVERY restroom and things were good.

Eventually, wemade it to the game. We got to our seats, settled in, and ... she started asking to go to the restroom again.

Which, ugh.

But the thing is, when she asked and I didn't instantly jump up, I noticed that it seemed to bother a few people who were sitting near us. It wasn't the awesome person we were with who was bothered, so I kind of enjoyed it. I maybe sort of enjoy when people are being nosey and end up being uncomfortable because of it. So ... I didn't take Mila.

I mean, I did eventually, but not right away.

And then when I did take her and we made it back to our seats and she asked to go AGAIN without sitting all the way down, I was done. I was ready to go to war with a stubborn little kid. As a bonus, that time it DEFINITELY bothered a few of the neighboring people that I didn't rush to take her.

So I didn't take her at all.

And she eventually stopped asking.

And since then, she's been mostly a normal member of society.

No accidents. I've taken her to the mall shopping. We've ran errands all over town. She even went to a little kid football game. The entire time she has acted totally reasonable.

Therefore, I heretoforth highly recommend waiting to potty train your kid until they are about six months past ready because while it may be painful for a few days, it will totally be fine after a few days. I'm so good at this potty training thing. Ahem.

Comments

[Mary]

It cracks me up how they have to visit every bathroom. My brother had 4 boys so I just assumed they were marking their territory. LOL

[Misty]

Is it terrible to say that I don't miss this... But also, appropriate to say that I really love reading about your journey? :)