My two and a half year old child is DEFINITELY unique! I told you how he's potty training himself, but what I need to tell you next is one of those stories that is NOT FUNNY at all when it's happening, but it really does get funnier the further away you get from the situation.
Monday, Aaron woke up early. And he'd stayed up until 10 the night before because of the Super Bowl and the visiting family members. So he was g.r.u.m.p.y. And the first thing he wanted to do was "poop and pee in potty!" so off we went.
And he went. And went. And went.
(I try to tell myself that this is all going to be worth it in the long run, but the child takes at LEAST 30 minutes in the bathroom for each session. I'm not complaining. I know I'm a lucky, lucky mom. But that is a long time to sit perched on the side of a very cold bathtub while singing our bathroom standards - Aaron Went Pee in the Potty and Old MacDonald Had a Potty. I'm just saying.) Yeah, that would be the one that goes "...a flush flush here and a flush flush there..." You got it.
So, back to the story. Aaron was grumpy, tired, and going potty. And when he ran out of both things that are typically deposited in the potty, he started to cry. "I not have more peeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Poop is all gooooooooooooneeeeeeeee! Want mooooooreeee!!" And he was inconsolable. He cried for another 15 minutes while I rocked him, saying things I never thought I'd ever say, like, "more poop will come later, sweetie, it's okay."
Seriously. I have a very strange, or should I say, UNIQUE child.