Potty Break

Had to pull over for a pee emergency.

Update On Everything

There's a lot going on around here, and I need to bring everybody up to speed:

1. Potty Training...is going awesome. I'm at about a 90% success rate. I told Mom yesterday that I am done potty training. And, I've also graduated to standing when I pee. Less mess.
2. Poison Oak...is getting better. As of today I am off all of my drugs, including the devil inducing ones. I only have to apply an antibiotic ointment (I love that word) twice a day.
3. Check out Brookie's blog today and see me and Palmer big strong men who hug.

Honest as the day is long,
HAJ

Potty Training - Day 2 (Plus Bathroom Update Bonus)

Day one down, the final score was Toilet - 4/Undies - 3, so we came out ahead! I woke up dry this morning, but that's not really a surprise since I've been dry in the mornings consistently for about a year now. But one never really knows. This morning I woke up and had a great morning pee, followed by Nemo fruit snacks. If one thing is true, I'm really diggin' havin' treats in the morning.

Mama is learning, just like my birthday, I don't like a lot of fanfare when I go pee in the big potty. I don't like to be told that she's proud of me, or for her to hoot and holler, or for her to do any sort of celebratory dance. Just be cool man. Act like you've been there before. Today we hope to have a better record than yesterday...just to do my best...Mama says as long as I do my best she's proud of me. Just stop saying that.

As far as the bathroom remodel is going...its SO CLOSE we can taste it! Of course we're running a day or two behind, but the job is looking so good it really doesn't matter. Since we last spoke, the sinks have been installed, the shower has been tiled, the back splashes of the sinks are done, and the tub is in the works. The floor tile is next, followed by grouting, installing the plumbing fixtures, and painting. We're hoping for the middle of next week for the final reveal!

The rocky road to success,
HAJ

Potty Training - Day 1

We're finally going to attempt potty training this weekend, and today is day one. A couple days ago, as per Baby Wise, Mama and I went to the store and bought a new stool, what I like to call a "potty train," some new undies, and most importantly TREATS! The book said treats were OK to bribe me, the book said do what ever it takes.

So this morning, Mom laid out all my new undies, and I got to pick out the ones I wanted to wear. I first picked the firetruck ones (of course) but in the end settled on the orange ones with bulldogs on them. Mom helped me put them on, and then explained to me that these are pants are special and that we don't got potty in our pants when we're wearing them. Well, that just didn't sound like a good idea to me, so I decided that I don't want to wear big boy underwear. We had a bit of a struggle, and then admittedly, she bribed me with orange juice and a sucker to keep wearing them.

We're holding up at the house today. No other plans. If you want to see us, you better come here. Mom has the timer set to go off every 15 minutes to come and ask me if I have to go potty or poopy. At the time of this publication, we're 45 minutes in, and so far so good...but nothing has happened yet.

Opened another can of worms,

HAJ

Confession

My name is Henry, and I pooped in the shower today. Mama said that's not a good idea. I asked her if we only go poopy in our pants and she said, "yes...for now. Until this weekend. Look, its complicated, just don't go poopy in the shower anymore."

I'll gut it out,

HAJ

Make No Quick Judgements

I'm not going to jump to any conclusions, because it just doesn't make sense right now. And I know there will be a few of you nay sayers out there that think "He's crazy" or "It's just a coincidence." But, for the sake of argument, keep an open mind and just listen to what I did yesterday -

So after dinner, I felt a little something, something, and I TOLD my mama that I had to go POTTY. Yeah, I kept saying potty, potty. Then I walked into the bathroom, and demanded that my shirt be taken off, then my pants, then my diaper. Daddy kept whispering, "What's going on? Does he really know?" And Mama kept saying, "Just go with it. Let's see what happens." So, when Mama took my diaper off, she realized that I had already completed the Number 2, if you will. So they took me up to change my diaper, but I kept saying potty, potty. So Mommy put me down and I went right back in the bathroom and demanded my diaper be taken off again. Mom obliged. I tried climbing up on top of the stool, but its a bit too high for me. So Mom picked me up and tried to get me to sit on it. Well, that kind of wigged me out, so she put me down, put my diaper back on, put my jammies on, and that was the end of the experiment.

Now who's to say what that was. I don't even know what that was. I see my pals at school doing this all the time, but I guess I still don't really understand exactly what's supposed to happen. Let's just take the wait and see approach to this.

Blind leading the blind,
HAJ