Saturday, April 25, 2009
A few months ago I described Elijah’s desire to get nude when he sleeps. Resulting in us having to stoop to duct taping his diaper closed.
Well, I’m happy to report that this duct taping solution is another absolute failure. No amount of duct tape, handcuffs, or super glue will keep this child dressed. Almost every night I peek into his crib and will find that he has pulled so vigorously on his diaper that all that remains is a tiny belt of diaper material attached by, you guessed it, duct tape.
But this desire to show the world his bits and pieces has expanded dramatically in scope. If we don’t keep a close eye on him every hour of every day, he’ll be out of his pants and diaper faster than you can say “circumcision.”
Today, we decided to let him just be nude. There is a theory of potty training that suggests letting your toddler be free and easy. Apparently he or she will be so embarrassed by making an accident on your leather couch you value more than your car, they will beg for advanced potty training.
Did it work? Hmm. It depends on what you mean by “work.” If you mean “gleefully urinating from his high chair and showering Grover with his liquid leavings while shouting 'Pee! Pee!'” then yes, it worked like a charm.
He did not receive an M&M for that.