Mom About Town
The World at the End of His Stream
What happens when a 3-year-old makes the whole world his urinal?
Back in January I gave myself the Proud Parent Potty Training Award. Quinn, my 3-year-old, had been housebroken. Well, actually, maybe I should just say we were down to wearing a diaper only to bed. The week I trained him we were at the Tybee beach. He enjoyed his freedom to pee in the backyard, on the beach, on walking trails and quite honestly wherever he wanted as long as it wasn’t in his pants. I was OK with that for the period of “training.” It’s not as if anyone was watching or even near us at any of these “training” moments. Over the past few months of his success I have noticed it might not have been “training” in his eyes. He has a true passion for peeing in the outdoors. Many of you may say, “Oh, that’s just little boys.” I hope …
