Jumpin' On the Potty Train

I'm soooo tired of this:
No, we didn't get a new puppy - that puddle is Cameron's doing. It's one of many that I've had to clean up in the last couple of weeks. Why? Because he's gotten into the habit of taking his diaper off. And no matter how many times I replace it, or try to secure it under a pair of hard-to-remove pants, he manages to wriggle out again and inevitably pees somewhere - gleefully announcing, "Pee-pee!" in his chirpy little voice as it soaks into my poor carpet.

I'm confused, really. He's only 18 months old, and not quite showing all the signs of readiness that the experts traditionally suggest. But I can't deny that his behavior lately is a pretty clear indication that he's ready to move beyond his diapers (and plus, I think some of the so-called "expert advice" I read is bogus). So I was happy to find this article about potty training younger kids - in three days, on average! Pretty interesting stuff! It wouldn't work too well if you're not a stay-at-home Mom, but it's perfect for us: Curtis is working for the next three days, so we won't be going anywhere anyway.

So last night we introduced Cameron to the potty chair. He seemed to enjoy sitting on it, but no matter how much we waited in eager anticipation - looking for that first drop to fall so we could dance around like fools and praise him to high heaven - nothing happened.

And then he got off the potty chair and pooped on the floor while we were putting it away. Ugh. One step forward, one step back ...

Anyway, today officially marks Day One of our odyssey into three-day potty training. I'm optimistic: the baby comes in a mere ten weeks, and I'm willing to try anything that increases my chances of NOT having two kids in diapers at the same time.

Three days of urine-and-feces-soaked fun. (Can you tell I'm being completely sarcastic here?) I hope I can handle it.