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I’m going through the toilet training stage with my little one. He is 3 and has…additional needs (a phrase I have found stops people judging him). Anyway, today I held a poo. You know that you’ve really made it as a parent when you can catch a poo, hold it in your hand and hold a conversation with your partner. Oh and when the aforementioned partner doesn’t bat an eyelid, you know its love.
Okay, I know what you’re thinking “Why the hell did you catch a poo? And why was it even an option?”. Well, the poo had already been done. My little one doesn’t believe that poos should be done in the toilet. That is for wees apparently. So there I am, trying to pull down his pants and out it falls. I caught it.
My life is full of achievements. Yay me.
