My son Wyatt is three, and is still in diapers. I wish he were potty trained,but I just don't think it's the right time to push the issue. There are some positives to him still being in diapers at three, the biggest being he can tell me when he's gone in his diaper and needs a change.
A few minutes ago, he walked in the room and said "I need new diaper. I pooped myself. " I told him to wait a minute so I could finish what I was doing. He obliged, and kept telling me about his poop. "I make big poop mama. I make red poop". This alarmed me. I looked at him and saw red smears on his leg and in the diaper area. I yelped and made him lie down so I could have a look. I thought "Oh my god, he hurt himself, how did he do that?"
It clicked then, however, that he had consumed a half bag of cheetos. I don't normally let him have so much junk food at once, but today was one of those days where he was driving me so nuts, I let him eat whatever he wanted so long as he wasn't destroying the house, chasing the animals, or picking on his brother. He kept a running narrative while I was cleaning the lovely mess. "I make red poop, I make yeddow poop, I make blue poop!" Oh well, at least he has a good grasp on his colors.
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