Dylan,
A few weeks ago it occurred to me to show you the contents of your poopy diaper.
I don't remember now if you showed some kind of interest that triggered it, but I realized that you may have never actually seen your own poop. While you were certainly already aware of poop on some level, your seeing it seemed to me a step on the path toward potty-training.
I think you were fairly fascinated. In the days since, you've been much more cooperative about changing a poopy diaper. I think the dreaded discomfort of wet-wipes is outweighed by your curiosity. Now at the suggestion of a diaper change you'll walk yourself right to the changing table and ask, "See it?"
More often than not you'll say, "Big". I think you're either comparing it to the cat poop I recently showed you in our front yard, or I called one of 'em "big" and you just think that's the thing to say.
We've started reading the book "Everyone Poops", which was given to me by my bowling teammates, mostly for laughs, shortly before you were born. We also saw a bear poop (in the middle of a fight) in a video on YouTube and you've mentioned it a couple times since. In part, I'm sure, because I re-played that section and pointed it out to you.
It'll probably be a good while before you're self-sufficient in the elimination department, but awareness has to be at least a step towards progress.
Dad
Sunday, October 07, 2007
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