"Just the way you look tonight"

Day three of potty training was eventful and poorly executed on my part.

RKZ had to return to work to make the money we need to allow me to stay home and work significantly in poop. I instantly missed him in the pee process.

7am - wake up to Max running up the stairs to say hello. Buck and I wake up and take to the potty. I have read that children pee the most right when they awaken (not usually at night). I think Buck must have woken up a bit earlier than I did (diaper was wet, bummer).

Breakfast of potty champions? Oatmeal with raisins and a big glass of water. Diuretically masterful. The morning actually went well. Buck and I played outside in the sandbox as it was in the high 70's (22C). Buck was able to use the potty a number of times and accumulate a lot of stickers as he inches ever closer to the remote control car & big airplane. Sadly, no morning poop which I have come to expect while Buck wore diapers. Concerning.

After naps, Charlie, Jackson and their mommies came over. Also, Charlie's 6 month old brother, Ben (who still barely counts as he makes no noise, doesn't move on his own and is generally very smiley). This visit began the madness. I thought Buck would do better with a few friends over. Instead, the social aspect made Buck tend to ignore what his body was saying even more. He had a BIG accident outside (thankfully, they've almost all been outside so far). A good sign (I think ) is that Buck was very sad about being all wet and instantly wanted to be changed. This is a huge improvement over earlier efforts where Buck seemed to rejoice in his dirty wetness (yuck). The other mommies seemed genuinely pleased to see his accident and were very nice about it. Didn't even encourage their kids to avoid Buck's pee (I would have done that). They just ignored it.

The craziness was actually more about having 3 nearly 3 year olds playing together. A lot of yelling (happy yelling), pushing (happy and angry pushing) and verbal sparring (mostly angry). A lot of baby testosterone. Plus, one of the boys was TERRIFIED of Max and we had to put the dog in his crate while we played outside, which didn't seem fair to me. I'm hoping that particular friend gets over it, as I won't be caging my dog every visit while he could be enjoying our limited great weather. Besides, Max is like a foot tall - nothing to send fear into a toddler. Probably could sense the rival alpha dog vibe (the toddler, not Max).

It was good to talk to some other Moms, but I was over the crowd by 5pm when everyone went home. Buck settled down a bit too and was able to make it to the potty a few more times before Dad came home bearing Japanese food (you are what you "Edo"). Buck had hamburger and fruit. Anything to get those intestines moving (I think this blog will definitely win some type of award now). Still - no poop, not all day, which is a VERY bad sign from my normally regular boy. Looks like Fiber plus is on the menu today!