My mother tells me I was potty trained at 15 months. She said she set up the little potty for my older brother, I walked in on my own, used it, and never peed my diaper again. I didn't realize how young that was until now when my son is 14 months old. Well, I set up a baby toilet for Bar in anticipation of toilet training. Yes, I know that SOME mothers wait until a child is, oh i dont know, FIVE to do it - or going on a cruise, whichever comes first. Well, I'm not that kind of lazy mother - I'm a proactive one. Anyway, I set him on the toilet this morning while I was getting ready for work. Within 30 seconds I heard a little grunting and then looked under him. He had peed and poopied in the toilet! I couldn't believe it. Mom, Bar, and I had a little celebration (it is the kind of toilet that plays a royal tune when you go). It was exciting.
NOTE: I should apologize for the picture of poo on my blog, but then I realized that I'm not sorry. Furthermore, if that picture bothers you, maybe you shouldn't be reading my blog.
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