Potty Time

Liam is fascinated with potty time.  Unfortunately he’s not at all fascinated with his own (at this point purely imaginary) potty time.  If you tell him that you need to go to the potty he’s either very upset that you’re making the extraordinarily selfish decision to do this by yourself or he’s absolutely elated that you allow him to go into the bathroom with you.  Last night he was in the bathroom with Matt when I heard shrieking (Liam) followed by screaming (Matt).  A few minutes later I heard Matt frantically yelling at Liam not to touch anything.  I ran in there after the second set of yells because I knew Liam must have pee somewhere on his body.  Unfortunately I was right and it took two of us to scrub him with soap (I did the scrubbing while Matt held a thrashing Liam as he soaked as many body parts and as much clothing in the sink as was possible).  Apparently Liam stuck his hand into the toilet after Matt finished his business but before he could get the lid down.  As if that wasn’t disgusting enough — later on in the evening Matt explained the first set of screams.  Apparently Liam ran in there (excited because he was allowed in the bathroom) while Matt was doing his business and before Matt could do anything to stop it he realized that Liam’s head was going for spray through the uprights, so to speak.  Somehow I’m getting the impression that potty training this particular little boy isn’t going to be the most sanitary thing I’ve ever done…