This is a health care blog so I can go about one hundred and one different ways with this title.
“Where’s the Poop” is actually the title of a children’s book that I’ve been reading to my son every day. The book is one of those pop up books and it has pictures of animals and by each animal there’s this question: “Where’s the poop?”.
My son lifts each of the pop-up’s which might be a picture of a tree, rock, bush or other object until he finds “poop”. The last couple pages of the book show a little boy in a bathroom and the pop-up’s are the shower curtain, medicine cabinet and the toilet seat and of course the “poop” is in the toilet.
I know it sounds like great reading and you can get your own copy of the book on Amazon.com. We are reading the book because we are laying the foundation for potty training our 22 month old son.
Last night, after supper, I took my son into the bathroom and asked him if he wanted to sit on the potty and try to poop. He was excited to try so I took his pants and his diaper off but before he would sit down he wanted his shirt and socks off as well. I guess when you’re 22 months it’s easier to poop if you not constrained by any clothing.
We have one of those little training toilets and he sat down on it just like he should and after a couple of seconds of sitting he said “big potty” which is his term for the full size toilet. “No problem” I said and I placed him on the toilet. He sat there a couple of seconds and I said “push” and he did. He tightened his stomach and made a great “grunting” noise – it was truly one of my proudest moments as a father – but nothing happened. He then wanted to return to his “little potty” so he did and that’s how it went for about 20 minutes. First one toilet and then the other but in the end nothing happened.
I wasn’t discouraged, part of the program is getting him used to sitting in the right place and going through the motions. It was good practice and I was satisfied with the lesson so we moved onto the bath tub to get his bath done so he could get ready for bed.
My son enjoys bath time and he spent about 30 minutes in the bath playing with his toys and splashing in the water. I usually open the drain and let the water go out of the while my son’s still in, he then stands up and I dry him off.
Things were a little different last night. I let the water out and when the tub was empty, instead of standing, he squatted. He squatted and then made the same grunting noise he made on the toilet but he was expressionless and frozen like a statue. He then looked up at me and said “Wazat Daddy, wazat” which is 22 month old for “What’s that Daddy, what’s that”.
At my house, the answer to the question “Where’s the poop?” is the bath tub!
As proof that I don’t actually make this stuff up here’s a picture I plan to send to the author of “Where’s the poop?”. That guy needs to put a pop-up of a bath tub in his book…