Daniel had his 18-month checkup this early afternoon– he’s now 25.6 pounds, 32 inches tall, and as developmentally on-target as on-target can be. He also easily passed his autism screening (always a concern for me, what with the autism scare these days).
Also, blessedly, this check-up was also his last shot — the second hepatitis A vaccine. (He won’t have another round of shots until he starts kindergarten — yay!) As usual, to minimize and/or prevent his post-vaccine fever, I gave him baby Tylenol before he got his shot. (So far, he’s been his normal self all afternoon and evening, and he’s now asleep for the night.)
But what got me on high alert for a New Episode in the Adventures in Mommyhood was Daniel’s good doctor prepping me for potty training.
Not that he’s ready — he’s still unfazed when he has a wet or poopy diaper. And, usually, potty training often happens in earnest around age 2. But the good doctor suggested that I get a potty chair so that Daniel sees and plays with it so that it becomes part of the house, instead of this scary, new thing when the actual potty training begins.
So, after Daniel woke up from his post-appointment nap, we headed to Target. I narrowed the choices to two potty chairs and asked Daniel which one he liked. He picked out the Fisher-Price Cheer For Me Potty.
Yes, it looks like a mini toilet… with a smiley face on the tank, a little toy flush handle (it makes a clicking sound), and an actual doo-hickey to put a roll of toilet paper.
Once home, I put it together, and Daniel has played with the handle, extended and retracted the tp doo-hickey, and removed the outer seat and “chamber pot” section. I’d put the the whole shebang back together again, and he’d deconstruct the potty again. He likes opening and closing that blue toilet bowl lid as if he’s discovering treasure or something. 🙂
Since I put the potty in his bedroom next to the shelves with his stuffed animals, he’s sat on top of the closed lid as if the potty was a chair and took out his stuffed animals, one by one, until he found the two with jingles in them — an elephant and an owl. And then he proceeded to shake them, each in one hand, sitting on his potty and smiling at me.
So he likes his potty. I’m hoping that good feeling will continue, come potty training time! ::fingers crossed::