the joys ... and trials... of potty training

so we've been having clay use the potty for awhile, and he's been doing really well, but still obviously can't tell us when he has to go. so its us catching him.

but lately, he's been pulling at his nappy when he has to have a poo. which is cool. except when nick says to me, as he's lying on the couch, watching the game:

"clay's been pulling at his nappy. i think that might mean he had to have a poo, because he needs to be changed."

i'm in the kitchen, washing dishes. so i come to the living room to check, and sure enough, he's already gone.

"why didn't you tell me when he was actually pulling his nappy?" i ask.

"i didn't know that's what he was doing," nick says.

well. now you know. not quite as bad as last poo mishap, so i'd say we're improving.