Baby steps

So, last week "Potty Training" was pretty unsuccessful. Damen basically screamed every time we tried to put him on the toilet or tried underwear. So after two days of cleaning up pee/poop we took a break. Today I decided to try some more, Damen was making that "I'm bracing myself for poo!" face and I ran him into the bathroom, told him he'd get a jelly bean if he pooped in the toilet and away he went! Ahhhh success, almost. After that he wouldn't let me put underwear or a diaper on him, which was fine, I've heard great things about potty training that way, until it was time to sit on the toilet again, then the screaming began. Since I can't chase him around all day anticipating bathroom faces, and he wouldn't sit on the toilet without massive drama, I decided to hold off, again, until sometime in the future. . .


I did get a great picture of him sitting "bare back" on his life size stuffed pony. That one's for the scrapbook!

Yes, I took a picture!

Today was a landmark day for us, Damen peed in the toilet!!!
I decided to get serious about this potty training. Damen sat on the toilet for a while, but he just wanted to play with the toilet paper so I took it away. He pined for it and I told him he could have it if he went potty or poop on the toilet. So he got this very concentrated look on his face and went to work! He peed right away and I of course jumped and yelled and ran to get the camera. Afterwards Damen asked for a "wipe" meaning toilet paper and I gladly gave him a square. About an hour later, while I was paying close attention, he pooped in his underwear, oh well, one success at a time:)

Just because

A picture of Damen on his new birthday scooter (thank you Cheesemans). He loves anything with wheels! And a picture of him being silly at the dinner table, we're working on Taking BITES, not shoving the entire thing in his mouth, it's a work in progress. . .

Where's the ketchup?

On Saturday we got Damen's 2 year pictures taken at Sears. To round out the trip we decided to go out to lunch at Rubio's, one of our favorite places. We ordered Damen a quesadilla and as he was eating it he noticed Dustin and I dipping chips in salsa and of course wanted some. We oblige him by getting him his own cup of mild salsa to dip his quesadilla in. After three or four salsa drips down the front of him (wearing a nice "picture" outfit) I swiftly moved the salsa to my plate when he wasn't looking. He noticed it right away, looked all over for a minute then said, "OH NO! at appened? (what happened) Kebup!!(ketchup). His concern was so genuine Dustin and I couldn't help but giggle uncontrollably at Damen's lost ketchup. Thankfully he got over it quickly and continued to eat his quesidilla, minus the "ketchup".