Poopy in the Potty!!

Good morning, Bloggers!
My adventues this week involves potty training! The dreaded adventures!
When my oldest was a baby-- I could not wait until he was pooping on the potty. Peeing on the potty. Until, he was- then the spur of the moment shopping was put on poopy hold! Everywhere we went he had to pee in that store. We started only shopping at stores with clean potty's. Everytime we got in the car-- he had to go. It was like the favorite scences in a movie, where the child goes to the bathroom, gets completly bundled for snow play, and just as they were ready to send the child out to play-- they had to go to the bathroom. Now that is reality!
With my second child, he wanted nothing to do with being potty trained! He was almost going on 4 before he would successfully go to the bathroom. It was awful! And to make matters worse we had an infant-- I would never recommend two kids in diapers! That makes an expensive trip to the store. When Charlie was born I had already started working full time at the hospital. I would work 32 hours over the weekend, get up on MOnday, teach at a local homeschool co-op and then go back to work and work for another 8 hours. This made for Tuesday, to pray the boys would sleep in and try to catch up on putting everything back together from the weekend!
One particular day, I traveled to the Eastern side of Harrisburg, to goto Target! I love Target- and I love their deals! So we made the 30 minute trip. Just as I was getting the boys out of the Minivan-- I smelled Poop! Not just any poop, but poop from a 4 year old and poop from an infant! Yuck!! I grabbed the diaper bag from the back-- No diapers, No wipes! The worst thing ever is that I had just spent $50 the day before on diapers and wipes at BJ's. So that last thing I wanted to do was spend more money on diapers,but I had no choice. We rushed back to the diaper isle, looked over our choices. For Charlie, I grabbed Target brand-- the cheapies, cheap wipes, the kind your fingers go right through with the first wipe! Now, for Henry-- the one you would think would be potty trained by now! Ah-- a deal-- at the end of the row was pull-ups on clearance-- $5.00 for a box with a $3.00 coupon-- Now I do not feel awful buying these diapers. The only thing wrong with the pull-ups was that they were Hot PINK with princesses on them. Now one thing you don't know is that Henry-- loved Princesses when he was little. He was totally into them. He wanted to dress like them, act like them... oh- it just goes on from there! So when I had to deal with buying diapers and buying girl diapers-- I went with the price and who is going to see them,but me!
Well, this $2 deal would be the best deal ever! When I got them on Henry-- I told him--- "Now, Henry. Look at these Princesses! Now-- you don't want to pee on the princesses do you?" The look on his face was priceless! "Now-- if you really like princesses, you can't poop in the castle!" (which was the scence on the back!) He was so tramatized!
Later, that night we were at a baseball game for my oldest-- when Henry had to poop and pee. We were sitting on the bleechers-- when he told my husband he had to poop-- "Just go in your diaper!" Yeah--those are always words of husbandry wisdom! "I can't! I can't poop in the castle!" My husband just looked at me with confussion! He pulled down Henry's pants to see what the child might be talking about-- to see the Hot Pink Princess Pull-Ups! Well, anyone who has sons-- will know the look on his face to see his SON-- in pink!

Well-- to make the story shorter-- that is all it took to potty train Henry! I found that parenting will make you do things you never thought you would ever think of, do and or say! And our child's accomplishments are OUR accomplishments-- even down to pooping in the potty! You know--you where one of those Mom's who heard other Mom's jumping up and down calling poopy all kinds of weird names, telling everyone about the little poopy in the potty! And looking at the Mom and thinking "I will never do that!" Until, the day where out of days,weeks,and maybe months that precious little boy looked at you and said in your frustration, "I love the way you wipe my butt, I love it when you clean up my poopy," and the day they refused to poop in the diaper-- the excitment you get! You must tell the world!