We’re up in sunny northern Vermont, where until today, the weather has been glorious. It’s been warm enough to run through the sprinklers and wear shorts, but not so hot that we’re miserable. Of course, that all changed today when it’s been hotter than hades and we have no A/C.
More on that later.
Meanwhile, back to the sprinklers.
Every night since we got here, we’ve started a little ritual. It’s a dual-function activity where we run the sprinklers to help our neglected lawn grow and we cool off and tire out our children before bed. Both Fuzz and Shnook enjoy the sprinklers in the buff, except for their little aqua socks (luckily, Shnook still fit in the ones we left here from last year).
We have no intentions of formally starting any kind of potty training with Fuzz, since he’s not even 22 months, but we did want to get more naked time this summer, since it might encourage potty training later on.
It’s hard to really remember what happened when we potty-trained Shnook, being that I had a newborn and all, but I don’t recall it being exactly like this.
In the last 3 days, there’s been one surprise poop in the middle of the kitchen floor, and one that was casually executed while lounging in an Adirondack chair, only 2 feet from where I was also lounging. All this during naked sprinkler time.
It was super disgusting, and I started crying while I was cleaning it up tonight. It didn’t help that I was doing it all on my own since my husband left for a 2 night business trip a few hours prior.
My crying increased when my neighbors floated by in kayaks for a beautiful peaceful solstice ride. Oh well, maybe in 10 years we can do that…
On the plus side, Fuzz has been asking to sit on the potty a lot. Nothing doing when he does it, but I guess it’s a start, right?
It could be the beginning of a long poopy journey.
By the way, if you visit us in Vermont, I will never reveal which Adirondack chair is the offending one.
Did your toddler poop everywhere when he went diaper-free?
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