PT, Day 03 (Ode To Liam)

Liam. Is. Amazing. (Ooh, shocker!)

Muttertag (Mother's Day) was gorgeous, wonderful, relaxing, and fabulous. Zeke, Liam, and I strolled through downtown Bamberg, had a lovely lunch at one of our favorite local Biergartens -- the Schlenkerla (they're the ones with the smoked bacon beer that we adore), and then came home and had a normal, perfect family day. As in... Liam refused to nap, then stayed up until after 10pm, and every time we tried to leave him in his room he would scream bloody murder for his Mama to hold his hand or touch his back or rock him.

Happy Mother's Day, indeed *sigh* (you know I loved it).

Especially when, after attempts at rocking and hand-holding and back-scratching did not end his suffering, I asked him for the nth time:  "Liam, why are you upset?"

He finally said, "Mouth hurts."  I asked where, he opened and pointed, and it looks like our second 2-year molar is gearing up to bust through the gums.  A little dab of Orajel and one more minute of rocking sent our sweet little guy to Dreamland... and Mommy and Daddy to a well-deserved sleep as well.

The following video is of a scene downtown -- this moment is a typical (yet unexpected) find in Bamberg; this moment is why we love living here; and this moment is why we'll miss Bamberg terribly when we have to leave:

NOW ON TO THE IMPORTANT NEWS...

LIAM

IS

POTTY-TRAINING!

The morning after Mother's Day, Liam woke up cheery and ready for an exciting day.  I had planned on an adventure at a local playground, but while Liam and I were showering, he let me know his plans:  he wanted to start POTTY TRAINING!  While he peed in the shower, I let Liam know that there are two main places in which it's okay to do that:  the shower and the potty.  I also told him that if he peed in the potty, he would get one gummi bear, and if he pooped, he would get two gummi bears. As an aside:  I am not a pressure-cooker kind of mom.  I haven't been pushing Liam on this issue or trying to meet some weird, artificial, you-must-train-now-or-never calendar.  As one of my dear friends recently mentioned, it's not like he's never going to use a toilet.  Eventually, we all find our way to The Throne.  But in the baby steps towards potty training that we have been taking, it was time for that conversation... you know, the "foretaste of the feast to come."

After the shower, I asked Liam if he'd rather go to a playground with slides and swings and sunshine, or if he wanted to learn to use the potty, and he shouted, "POTTY SEAT!"

Our day was set.  The #1 rule in potty training is that you, as a parent, must sacrifice your every whim and pay attention to your little learner.  He or she can't do it alone, and they certainly won't think it's important, special, or worth doing if you don't give them your undivided attention in the learning process.  Plus, last time I checked, toddlers aren't usually equipped with the necessary tools to hoist themselves up on toilet seats and have at it.  Mommies, Daddies, your kids need you, now more than ever.  Nothing else matters.  Ignore the dishes, let the floors get a little dirty, and for the love of all that is right in this world, don't worry about how up-to-date your Facebook status is.  Potty training can be a fun, happy, exciting time -- not stressful or full of angst -- as long as you just let go and enjoy the process right along with your kid.

PT, Day 01 (Potty Training, Day 01): Monday, we spent all of Liam's waking hours hanging out near the bathroom, playing with toys and talking about the potty every 30 seconds.  Liam had a total of four accidents on Day 1, which amounted to maybe a few tablespoons of pee on the floor.  Thumbs up!
Liam says, "Bye, Potty," before he flushes, and he makes sure to state he "made a circle" every time he puts enough pee in the potty to make a circular puddle in the bottom. Hilarious.

PT, Day 02:  A total of 2 accidents.  He caught them both early on and was able to finish in the potty. Standing ovation!
He also stopped caring about the gummi bears.  We still give them to him accordingly, but it's like an afterthought for him.  He's too excited about his accomplishment.  Every time he goes, he looks down at the potty seat and shouts, "YAAAAY!"

PT, Day 03:  A total of ZERO accidents so far. Even while we were running errands and while he was in "watch care" during my church board meeting.
Liam is already telling us ahead of time if he has to pee, and he even HELD IT while we waited in line at the store.  GOLD STAR!!!!

Funniest moment of the day?  When Liam said, "Balls in the way," as he tried to position his privates to pee in the potty seat.

I know, I know... he might revert, today was a good day, every day is different, but come on people.  Let Liam have his gold star.  In this moment, he is the greatest, smartest, most amazing child God ever put on this beautiful Earth.

(And he has always been and will always be that, to me and Zeke, every moment of every day.)

A video of The Dude rocking his big boy underwear: