Greg and Kai in a body bag. Haha- it's just really a huge bag to store this inflatable 6 foot surfboard that Greg recently purchased over the internet. (The things the net can bring you!)
So here is the Kai's toilet training procedure. He whips out his Thomas Train purchase guide and points at the train he wants... in this case it was Salty, the caboose.
Then he screams at me "I poopy in toilet!!!" And runs to his potty and whips down his pants. He prefers not to sit on that cushion for some reason, and if we are lucky he won't pee on everything in the process. Greg said at one time he saw Kai shoot at the bathroom sink (what a distance!)
And to prove he was successful, Kai will run and find one of us to show us his end product. In this case, Greg is amused but notice how he is standing behind the baby gate too?
Next, Kai will announce "I get train!!!" and he is told to sit on the bed until I return with the train of his wanting (I bought a big box of them on EBay). And he would then have to search my hands and pockets for it ( a little extra fun added to it.)
With the new train in hand, he will not only compare it to his train reference sheet, but then he would find the train in a Thomas Train storybook and have me read to him what that train is all about.
And then off he goes to his train table. "All Aboard!" screaming his head off. And then..."Choo- choo" or "Peep-peep" as Thomas Train would say.
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Over a 2-day span, he pooped 8 times in a row. And each time we went through this song and dance to give him his prize. Greg said Kai was like the Michael Phelps of pooping- hey he won 8 swim gold medals and Kai earned his 8, right?
Labels: toilet training.