Ivan has been doing very well at potty training and has also been using more and more phrases and expanding his communication efforts. Yesterday while getting ready for bed he decided that he wanted to be naked and referred to it as a lot of little boys will. “I be neked.” Once he had removed his clothes he spread his arms wide, thrust out his pelvis, smiled real big and said. “Look, I wear my neked.”
He has not been sleeping naked, and as long as he lives in a house with me, he will not be allowed to sleep naked, just in case you were wondering. He was allowed to sleep in Owen’s pajamas though since Owen left them laying in the middle of his floor.
Today the phrase of note has been, “I change my mind.” He says this with his little Ivan accent (hard to describe or imitate) and wears a very concerned look on his face as it comes out of his mouth. Sometimes, he will even put his hands up to his mouth like he’s worried about my response to this statement. He has used it about 5 times today and though he seems to use it in context to what’s going on around him I have determined that he really doesn’t know what he’s saying. After numerous questions as to what he would rather do or have instead of what is going on at the moment, he invariably has no response or continues to say “I change my mind” while shaking his head and/or shrugging his shoulders. It’s been cute today.
He’s a big strong boy and loves his brothers very much. I am enjoying his “coming out” as it were into this new world of communication and interaction.
Ivan has been so different from Owen in so many ways. Potty training has followed this theme. He has struggled with it but his attitude is completely different than his older brother’s was at this time two years ago.
The past few days he has done very well. He’s had minimal accidents and acquired the ability to tell me when he has to go. I’ve been up and down this week with my own frustration with the process. I really haven’t gotten upset with him, just myself. So often the accidents have been when I got too busy to make him or remind him to go. We started this week with me telling him to go every time the timer went off. We stayed in the kitchen where the floor is easier to clean if needed and he really did well. Slowly I’ve given him more freedom and he’s really impressed me with his desire to get this done.
Yesterday we drove to Franklin for Chloe’s birthday party. It’s a good 45 to 50 minutes to get down there so I put Ivan in a pull-up instead of underwear. When we were about 5 minutes from Chloe’s house, Ivan told me he had to go potty. I asked him to try to hold it until we get there. This was the first time that I asked him to wait. Usually it’s more like…”you have to go…let’s go now!” So, I wondered how he would do. Owen, who was sitting beside him asked me if Ivan was in a pull-up and encouraged Ivan to just go. Before I could argue, Ivan shouts from the back…”I GO IN POTTY!”
While at the party, he had gone in the back yard (they were playing in swimsuits on the slip-n-slide) and when he came in and got dressed came to the realization too late that he had to poo poo. So an accident was had at Chloe’s house. It was a small accident and easily cleaned up. He was again determined and before I could reprimand him or explain that this wasn’t good, he pointed his finger and said, “I not poo poo again!”
So…I think we are on a good road to success with this. I’m very proud of my little underwear clad boy.
Me: Are you a sweet boy?
Me: Are you my sweet boy?
Me: Are you daddy’s sweet boy?
Me: Whose sweet boy are you?
Ivan: I Owen’s weet boy.