4.13.2008

Some Firsts


Connor experienced some "firsts" this weekend. He peed in the "big boy" toilet for the first time on Friday night. Wow. He was totally totally THRILLED with himself and kept on wanting to do it "one more time" which he then would. We clapped and oohed and ahhhed and had a celebration. :) This all started sometime last week when I noticed he was making himself start and stop peeing in the tub. He was quit fascinated by the whole thing and it was totally grossing me out that he was peeing in the bathtub. I had tried him on the toilet after that bath but he had nothing left to give. It was Byron that came up with the idea to try before bath time and we had immediate success! Do I dare dream of a diaper less life? We'll see where all this leads.
Connor's last "first" of the weekend was his first "time out". What led to the timeout was so hilarious I could hardly contain myself from laughing and kissing him all over, but I persevered. Connor was having a great time playing with Playdoh in the kitchen. He ventured to the front room with it a few times and he was told as he'd been told many times before the Playdoh is only for the kitchen. Usually he runs back into the kitchen and carries on with his business. Not yesterday. He took the hot pink Playdoh and while keeping a steady gaze on me, his mother, he crumpled all the Playdoh into the floor. He ran away and hid while I said, "No, no" in my best mommy voice and asked him to come pick it up. After some coaxing I thought I'd got through to him when he came and picked up a piece. No sooner had a said, "Thank you, good job buddy!" for helping clean up, when the little stinker went the the other side of the room and crumpled the Playdoh up there with that same steady gaze. So, onto a kitchen chair he went for two minutes. I sat across from him to keep him there and was amazed at how he tried to get down but it was as if his bottom was glued to the chair. He was crying and asking for his blankie, something to eat, something to drink, a band aid because he had an invisible "boo boo" that had appeared. He learned you don't get anything like that in "time out". As he cried I told him "time out" is no fun and that it wasn't fun for Mom or Dad either. The timer went off, he looked at me expectantly, we took him off the chair all hugged and kissed and proclaimed out love for one another, dried tears and were happy again. We'll see when our next need for "time out" arises.

10 comments:

Jill said...

First time out at age 2? Lucky! Cambri had to start going into time-outs at like 18 months or some crazy age because she would do that same thing. Just look at me and do exactly what I didn't want her to do. I think I need to have you come parent my kids--I could use all the help I can get!

Ash & Jon said...

Good job for persevering! It would be hard with someone as adorable as Connor!

Geoff & Janene said...

That is hilarious! Good for Connor going potty in the big boy potty. I would be grossed out too if he was peeing in the bath water. Sometimes it is really funny when they are stinkers. :)

Keepin' up with the Jones' said...

Trust me, boys are never not fascinated by peeing in the tub!!

Greg and Tammy said...

Congrats on the toilet pee and the time out. Your mothering is a great example to those of us just starting out...

Lindsey Loo said...

thats exciting. being diaper less is the best!

Jules said...

Yeah Connor! Good luck Kristi! You have to keep me posted--I am dreading potty training Easton!

Chelsea Monet said...

I am so glad I got to hear the time out story in person. It is even better with your actions, Kristi!

Good luck on the potty training...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Tiff said...

I really can't believe this was his first time out. You have such a good kid. I think my first time out was when I was a week old. I had some issues with authority.

melissa said...

Time outs and potty trainings. Good times, no? That picture is priceless.