It's Potty Time

Im sure some of you saw this coming after my last post a few weeks ago regarding Khage yanking off his diaper every time he peed in it... but I sure didnt. I was aiming to potty train Khage years from now when it became socially taboo for me to continue to diaper change him.

Can you picture me on the cover of Time Magazine diaper changing my six years old... are you Mom Enough? I know I am.

But in all realness I am sad to see this phase of Khage pass us by.... diapers are the last thing linking him to his babystage. Where do we go from here? My fridge covered in finger painted pictures of turkeys and then right into shopping for a hotplate for his college dorm room? I'm not ready for this. My fridge is still too new for crafts to grace its luxurious face and hot plates are a fire hazard. Im getting off topic... but I find that it helps me cope with the realities of life.

Dont you just love that first picture of Khage all "ya I pee'd in the potty what of it?"

And now let me tell you how this event came about. Im sitting around and Khage comes over to me, yanks off his diaper, runs to the bathroom and sits his little fanny right on his cousins potty. Within moments he piddled in it. Me, I'm standing there freaking out like I just opened his acceptance letter into Harvard. It was amazing.

I do a couple "Khagey went pee pee in the potty" dances. Motivational songs are a common thing in this house, I can make a song up in an instant about anything and with an original tune... thats my gift and I embrace it any chance I get.

So after a few songs, an apple slice for reward supplied by Aunt Brittany, four piddles in the potty and a trip to walmart to purchase a 10 pack of so cute little boy underroos he was over it.

Done. Kaput. Finito.

Oh well I really do dig this kid with a diaper butt anyhow. See you in six months for round 2.

Clue On You

 

This just may be one of the most akward images I have included in a blog post, but at the end of this story you will appreciate this shot.

Now have a seat while story time begins:

I was in the bathroom blow drying my hair when Khage walked in. He just awoke from his afternoon nap and was working on rubbing the snooze out of his eyes, that was when it suddenly became aware to me that he was naked. Top to bottom... stark naked. Odd considering I put him in his bed with a fresh diaper on and suddenly no diaper was present... (cue dramatic sound effect Dun Dun Duuhhn)

So together we walked to his room to collect some evidence and get to the bottom of The Case of The Missing Diaper. That was where I found the missing diaper and inside of it was a very not so missing dootie.  Based upon the state of the dootie I concluded it has been sitting there for hours.

For those of you who didn't play Clue as a child let me formulate for you the scenario.
It was Khage in his room, diaplerless while he slept.

I confirmed this suspicion with the dootie streaks that graced his sheets and the large urine stain that was puddled in his bed.

And now we are working on trying to get Khage to stop removing his diaper after he goes to the bathroom.

Now don't you appreciate the image above instead of one from the feces filled crime scene?