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Look Mom!! No Hands!!

Potty training has become very entertaining in our house. Now that Tyler has learned how to use the "big boy potty", he wants to venture out and try new things. At the moment, his favorite thing to do is water the grass. And by the water the grass I do mean pee on the grass. He will make a mad dash from his bedroom first thing in the morning to get to the back yard in enough time to potty with the dogs! How fun is it to be a boy?!?!

On Mondays, we have a play day with two of my dear friends, Andi and Robin, and this week we had the 6 kiddoes at Andi's house. The weather was perfect so we sent the boys to the backyard to play while we had some much needed mommy time. I peeked outside in just enough time to catch Tyler's "I have to go potty" face. So I rushed out and ran him to the fence. Much to my dismay, my child stripped down completely(yes, he was buck naked) and beckoned for Toby to come and join him as he watered the fence. As my face turned a crimson shade of red, Tyler yells, "look mom, no hands!!". Yes Tyler, you have managed to maneuver your body into a half moon so that you can pee on the fence without using your hands. "Great job son", I respond. Mortification officially sets in at this point. For the next few hours, Tyler ran around with his best buddies in nothing but his pull-up and even took the time to water Andi's fence one more time. He and Toby even toasted his newfound talent with popsicles after lunch. No really, they shouted "Cheers!" together and toasted their popsicles after each lick of their orange treats. It was too cute for words!

I must say that I am so proud of him, regardless of the embarassment I felt on Monday. He has made some great progress since a month ago when I felt that he might go to kindergarten in pull-ups! Being the mama of a boy, is so incredibly humbling and I would not trade it for the world!

Comments

Andi Hawkins said…
You shouldn't feel any embarassment since Toby and Davis were not phased in the least to see someone's naked hoohoo roaming around the yard. Its like a "pants optional" life when your three...
Evan said…
Ha! Awesome story..."you have managed to maneuver your body into a half moon so that you can pee on the fence without using your hands"....classic.

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