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January 7th, 2010 | 
Author: Well, next year when I see Father Christmas I will be giving him the biggest cuddle and kiss he’s ever been given. Thanks to him my little man is now clean and dry at last!
The special ‘big boy’ pants that were left in his sack by him for Christmas day worked wonders, and there is now no need for pull ups in my house! Yes, you heard me correctly… at 3 years and 8 months, and after the blood, sweat and tears from a year of unsuccessful attempts we’ve done it!!!!! I honestly didn’t think it would ever happen. I had images in my head of having to explain to the education board, how there was no way he could possibly start school in September, unless there was a willing teacher to take charge of the wet wipes and nappy bags to do the clean up job when called upon. I’m sure that conversation would have gone down a treat!
As you can imagine I’m so happy with him. I thought now that was done I wouldn’t have to be worrying about toilet issues again for at least another 2 years with baby number 3. The thing is though, I’ve now encountered a new problem… Wee! The smell of it hits you as soon as you walk into the toilet or bathroom when little man has been. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out where it was coming from. I made sure the toilets were flushed, his trousers were still dry and the floor had no puddles either. After still being none the wiser I was totally confused. As he’s only just new to this toilet using lark, he’s a sitter rather than a stander for the time being. This should theoretically mean no mess from the sprinkling winky!
After puzzling over the problem, I decided to find out the old-fashioned simple way and spy! He’s not one for an audience when he’s on the toilet, so it wasn’t an easy job, but now with the smell of wee seemingly embedded in my nostrils, I have my answer – he’s a side sitter!
Instead of moving his step to in-front of the toilet so he can reach, he just leaves it on the side where it’s normally moved to by his older brother. Therefore when he’s sitting he’s facing the wrong way which means he has got a sprinkling winky which is aiming straight for my tiles, and being the helpful child that he is, he seems to be giving them a wash for me in the process! As thoughtful as this is of him, I’ve explained that he needs to make sure he sits on the toilet straight. Boys being boys though, I may as well talk to myself!
So there you go, now you know why my toilet smells of wee… Anyway, must dash. If you need me anytime soon I’ll be the mad woman with the dettol spray and kitchen roll on hand waiting to spring into action to catch the drips!
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