A happy little tune

You know what I love best about having kids? That you never ever know what will happen on any given day.

Like today.

Today, my baby...my BABY boy (is it sinking in that I'm in a bit of denial here?) did a pee pee in the potty. Well to be precise, it was FOUR pee pees in the potty. All in about 20 minutes of time. Lately, I've been trying to remember how potty training worked with Logan. Ahh yes. I remember now. The infamous Skittles on the top of the toilet. Pee in the potty--get a Skittle. That means every little squirt --and let me just say that Logan figured that out within about 2 minutes. And we peed. Every little squirt. And OH how we devoured those Skittles happily. A couple bags of Skittles versus a box of diapers. Yeah...no contest. So I've been thinking we should begin to introduce Kale to the wonderful diaper-less world. Sounds fairly simple.

As I'm thinking about this I remembered a bag of gummi bears that have been sitting on my fridge for a couple days and thought "hey what the heck, lets give it a go" and asked Kale if he would like to pee pee in the potty. He said "NO FANK YOU" and firmly met my gaze. I said "Kale if you go pee pee on the potty Mama will give you a gummi bear--wanna try?" A firm and loud "NO FANK YOU, Mama."

Sigh...At least he's getting the whole "manners" thing down.

Then Logan said "If Kale does a pee pee can I have one, too?" Ding Ding Ding! "ABSOLUTELY" is my response. And a little cheerleader was born. Next thing I know, Logan has two large packs of new undies that Kale received for Christmas (thanks Aunt Crystal) from Kale's room and he's brought them into the bathroom and has opened them telling Kale how COOL big boy undies are. And that when he pee pees on the potty (lordy, I'm already sick of typing out pee pee) he gets to wear cool super hero and YO GABBA GABBA (the WORST show on television, yet the kids LOVE IT) undies. Kale is so very unimpressed. We get Kale on the potty and he is now screaming "NO FANK YOU" so loudly I'm thinking we may be on the verge of ruining our chances of ever getting him to go, and we hear a little sound. The melodious sound of the pee pee song. (oh did I forget to mention we have a SINGING potty? You pee, it sings. Ingenious.) And Logan and I burst into cheers. Dan runs in and we all do a HUGE dance for Kale, who now is almost about to cry cuz the cheering scared the dickens out of him. He recovered fairly quickly and held out a hand for his reward. Kale got two gummi bears and Logan got one. Then Logan encouraged him to try again. And again. And again. I gave them a few minutes of guy time as I needed to finish picking up the living room and heard this from around the corner.
Logan: Kale, you need to do more pee pees so you can wear these super cool undies. And we get more gummi's. You want more gummies?
Kale: No
Logan: I'll get my stool. (I hear rustling) Ok, Kale I'll sit here and you sit on the potty and we can talk so you go pee pee. I know! We can talk about camping. Do you want to go camping, Kale?
Kale: No
Logan: If you do a pee pee we can get more gummi bears. You want more gummi's?
Kale: (in his loudest, most serious voice) NOOOOOOOOO FANK YOU WHOA-GEEEEEEE.
And immediately another SONG emerges from the potty. It really is a magical potty. And we heard the song two more times after that.
So tomorrow my plan is to work that potty til it loses its proverbial voice. And if I have a little goober who won't make it sing I guess I'll just deal. Such is life, I guess. Would I have it any other way?

No FANK you.