Nicholas sometimes asks to sit on the potty, and has for quite a few months now, but doesn’t really like to sit without his diaper on. He’s probably gone diaperless on the potty about half a dozen times, but has yet to actually use it. This morning he was insistent, from the moment he woke up, that he must use the potty … without his diaper. Sounded good to me … it would be great to potty train him while Lucy is away on vacation – daycare would be so much easier without packing a diaper bag. So, pyjamas off (and he put them in the laundry basket, as is our morning ritual – either bed to reuse or laundry basket to wash) and diaper off, he marched into the bathroom and proceeded to straddle the potty, just like Daddy straddles the toilet! Way to go, little man! He didn’t actually do anything, but we talked about it and he explained, “Daddy, potty” (translation: I’m using the potty the same way Daddy does!). Hopefully it won’t be long now until he’s actually potty-trained, but I’m also kind of dreading the accidents along the way. I may not be the tidiest person on the planet, but I don’t like dirty where it shouldn’t be. I don’t really get this, but pee and poo and goop and puke are difficult to stomach, while hand-rinsing poopy diapers is not a problem at all. Go figure!