Potty Training Boys

This is definitely not a conversation that would occur for parents of girls…

The scenario: Our oldest woke in the middle of the night needing to pee. He sleeps on the top bunk and always hollers for me if he needs to get down to use the bathroom; something I appreciate and hate. I love that he doesn’t try to stumble down the ladder in a sleepy stuppor and I hate that I have to get up. You’d think that I would give up and put him on the bottom bunk, but you see, he’s afraid of the bottom bunk. He thinks that something creepy has to live down the crack by the side of the bed closest to the wall. So, getting up to take him pee it is.

If you know my son you know that there are some times when you just don’t mess with him. If he wakes crying in the middle of the night that is one of them. He only wants Mommy, he doesn’t want to talk to tell you why he’s crying (usually because he has to pee), he doesn’t want the light on in the bathroom, and heaven forbid you try to help him; all things I learned through hysterical grunts in the past year since he’s been potty trained at night. This was one of those nights…

As he was peeing I knew he probably missed some. So when he was done, I scooped him up to take him back to bed and hollered to my hubby.

Me: Hon, can you please check out the bathroom to see if there’s any P-E-E to clean up? (As most parents I usually spell words so my kids don’t know what I’m talking about or so I don’t embarrass them. But, why did I spell pee? It sounds exactly the same whether it’s spelled or just said.)

Hubby: Sure

I come back out after about 5 minutes of songs and back scratches. And hubby is sitting on the couch.

Hubby: You know, next time could you have him just stand in the middle of the bathroom and pee? It would make it so much easier to clean up. It was everywhere; behind the toilet, on the seat, on the stand, on the base, on the floor. Everywhere. 

Me: (laughing) Yea, I knew it was going to be messy. Sorry.

Hubby: Or, you could just have him stand in the tub. That would be even better. How on earth could he have been standing right in front of the toilet and miss completely? Um, don’t answer that. (Pause) Why didn’t you teach him how to point it down?

Pretty sure hubby must have missed the past year…like I said above, there are middle of the night times you just don’t mess with our son.

And until he’s older and my hubby can teach him I’m grateful for the back scratches and songs to keep me occupied long enough to miss clean up :)

Readers: What are your “raising boys” stories? Or for those with girls, what are your potty training stories?

 

 

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