So I never thought I would think that having Mr. Personality being potty trained would be waaay more difficult than when he was in Pull-Ups. There, I bet that's the first time you've heard that one.
Don't get me wrong. I think it is fantastic that he is finally potty-trained for both functions. He had been trained in number 2 far longer than number 1. It was actually his decision to do the number 2, and I am highly grateful to have so many months of poop-free diapers. Which is the opposite of the majority of children, but mine is determined to forge his own path in life. I really could have cared less about changing a few Pull-Ups a day or so, which I did for a very long time. As a consequence, I never really pushed him to be fully trained for eiher function, and it has worked out with no fuss or fighting. And very little bribing. Really.
But now it seems that my son has a hankering to visit every foreign bathroom in the known universe. For whatever reason, if we are out, he MUST go pee-pee NOW. He knows of course, that any parent is totally incapable of denying their child a visit to the restroom. Rest assured he uses that to his full advantage.
Of course, when this urge occurs, we are always diametrically opposite the bathrooms with a cart full of things, but I digress. There is nothing quite like the panic in a mother's eyes as she races across the store when she thinks her child is about to pee his pants. At least, my eyes anyway. I am also sure that the panicky look, coupled with my shuffling quickstep, ensures a fairly amusing sight to people without a preschooler in tow. Hey, maybe even them too.
Mr. Personality has a billion and one toys, but nothing entrances him quite as much as those automatic faucets. Also high on the list but a little harder to navigate are the automatic paper towel holders. He always waits too long and lets too much come out. Well, now that I think about it, that is probably no accident. I don't know how many times he has told me he wishes our own toilet would flush itself, just like the ones at the restaurants. He is interested in the different types of door locks, from circle shaped ones to the swingy ones. Foamy handsoap versus lotion-type? He just has to see for himself which one he will encounter. And the final joy? Throwing the used paper towel into the trashcan, for both of us. Luckily, he very rarely misses with his hook shot.
I think planning our vacations with him is going to be really easy. I just need to make sure they have lots of different bathrooms, and we'll be set.