We are well on our way to begin potty training our little man. Every night during dinner, like clock work, he has been needing to go potty. He strains (holds it in) and yells, "Poo poo potty!" Then one of us tears him out of his booster seat, runs him to the bathroom, rips down his pants, furiously grasps at the diaper velcro and throws him on the potty.
All for nothing.
He'll sit for a second and then say, "All done." Or cry. Or scream. So we take him down from the potty and proceed to re-diaper the butt, pull the pants up and go back into the booster seat.
Tonight as soon as Christopher decided he did not want to sit on the potty for more than 3 seconds, I sang a song to him about pooping on the potty like a big boy. He calmed down long enough to sit and... well, you get the picture. Apparently the song stuck. And Christopher got a jellybean.
Here he is performing his version of the song, accompanied by a guitar:
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