Potty training is serious business and it has been an onslaught of urine and feces from the very beginning. There are the puddles on the hardwood and the tell-tale, bow-legged poop walk. There is the penis tugging and leg crossing and running to the bathroom. Sometimes he makes it and sometimes I end up with pee down the front of my shirt.
The little red potty that I love so much has been forsaken; Bubba prefers the "big potty" and sits on it lazily, with only the slightest trepidation, legs akimbo. He's mastered the penis tuck and jiggle but his favorite part is flushing; he'll even steal your flush. But, I don't mind. Fun in the bathroom equates to heightened potty awareness. And, I know with every penis tug, pee puddle, and stolen flush, we creep that much closer to perfect pottying.