We've started kind of potty training Sam... and Matt is SO excited. Sam will pee in the potty when he needs to; he doesn't indicate when he needs to go but gives it a good try when we have him sit down. After lunch when Matt goes upstairs to use the bathroom, he runs to get Sam's tiny potty, carries it up with him, and tells Sam to follow him because it's time to go to the bathroom. Then they sit there in our small bathroom and laugh hysterically about different things; Matt tells me, "Matt and Sam need some privacy. We will tell you when we need your help." I just sit in the hall and listen to them. It goes like this, with lots and lots of giggling.
Matt: "No, Sam, don't eat those fish from the shower curtain!"
Sam: "Fish!"
Matt: "You actually CAN eat those fish! I cooked them up the other day!"
Matt: "No! You can't eat the bath mat! That's silly!"
Every messy diaper I avoid with this method is great. Yay for Matt wanting Sam to be potty trained. Ha ha.
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