Adventures in Potty Training

This is probably going to be the beginning of a series.  Hopefully not.  Maybe potty training will just be a quick breeze, like I hear some other parents sometimes mention.  You know, the ones that say "I potty trained my triplets in 3 days" and never looked back.  That's so great!  So happy for them....kind of....sort of.....whatever.

It's funny - I get comments often like I must be the expert on raising twins.  So not!!  It is so funny that I was given twins, twice, because all the hard baby/toddler stuff is just a little unnatural to me!  This does not exclude potty training.

So as I mentioned before, Reagan is self-training herself.  I like this MUCH better.  Ashley can't quite seem to figure it out. I'll give her 2 more months and then we really might have to have our own potty training boot camp.  Goodness let's hope not. 

But back to Reagan.  So another story about the gym.  Same day in fact.  I was on the treadmill and had a half-mile left to go.  I'm happily walking to the beat of whatever song is on my iPod, a new discovery for me, when I faintly hear this, "excuse me..."  I turn to my left and there is this sweet child care lady and my mind is quickly thinking of all the different scenarios that might be going on that she would need to come stop me in my workout. 

She tells me that Reagan decided to use the potty, threw her diaper in the trash, and is running around half-naked.  Lovely.  So I tell her where my diapers are and she agrees to just stick one on her.  I restart my machine while hoping my body doesn't go into shock from the stopping and starting.  I go about another minute or two when another nice young lady calls out..."excuse me..."

Now what?  Good grief - twice in one day!  This time I couldn't even understand the problem. Something about Ashley then getting on the potty and then she lost me after that.  I volunteered to just come downstairs and take care of the problem.  Afterall, I'm pretty sure that as their mother that's what I'm supposed to do.  So I get down there and Ashley is stinky.  Then they tell me there is only one diaper in my bag but 2 kids needing a diaper.  Reagan has her little skort back on so they explain that they didn't know what to do so she has on no diaper underneath.  Luckily they found an extra diaper lying around, I took both kids into the restroom and got everybody taken care of.  No more naked children running around.  Good thing there were no other kids in there. It was almost closing time.  I think the other parents wouldn't have enjoyed that too much.

My other story is short but cute.  Reagan is mostly going #1 but the other day finally went #2.  Of course I ranted and raved over her.  She was so excited and looked in the potty and exclaimed "Wow!  That's awesome!"  So funny - especially considering I've never heard her use the word awesome before!

More stories to come, I'm sure....