Laissez-faire

Andrew is potty-training himself.  I figure the best thing I can do is stay out of his way.  It's the same approach I take with plants.  When I don't touch them, they thrive.  The laissez-faire doctrine has taken on a new meaning in our world.

Here's how the pottying process works chez Davidow:

• Andrew either says "Pee in potty" or starts disrobing or both.
• Andrew gets his own self to his potty.
• A huge smile of relief comes during the relief because he knows what's happening.
• When he's finished, we have a big hug and many high 10s (high 5s are insufficient) and many, many, many "Yay Andrew!"s.
• Andrew picks up the bowl from the potty chair and carefully(ish) carries it the 2 feet to the toilet.
• Andrew dumps the pee in the toilet, and sometimes a little on the floor.
• Andrew gets to flush.
• Andrew gets to rinse out the bowl in the bathtub.
• Andrew turns on his evil cuteness by sitting on his potty chair sans bowl and threatening to pee through the hole onto the floor.
• More hugs, more high 10s, more yays, and often a call to Grandma and Grandpa.

There's one heartbreaking part of this potty business, and that is when he says he has to pee in the potty but doesn't make it before he pees in his diaper.  He bursts into tears because he's so disappointed.  It's all I can do not to cry myself.

His teachers are on high alert to these new developments, and they're going to invite him to pee on the toilet regularly.  They give M&Ms as rewards in that class, so something tells me Andrew will be peeing every 20 minutes.

I'm very excited to shop for little boy underwear one of these days!