Dude's Poo Pot

I wouldn't have thought to refer to my little man's big boy pottie as a "poo pot" .....until I picked up this must have work of children's literature. You see, Sally Sue needed to poo, but a local cow stole her red poo pot. His fellow farm pals find this invention to be quite innovative for farm hygiene. But Sally really needs to poo and finally, at the conclusion of this quirky work of fiction, Sally Sue finds her poo pot and all is well with the world of bodily functions.


Just like Sally Sue, Dude has a red poo pot. He has mastered it....in terms of using it for all his stuffed animals to poo on. And for using it as a stool for all his bath toys. And for sitting on, talking about pooping. Then, when the actual act is about to occur, he runs to his room and gets a diaper, screeching at us to put it on NOW. Then, after he's in the comfort of his mickey mouse huggies, he acts rather proud of himself and talks about pooping on the potty. Note, dude does not differentiate between pee and poo. It's all poo to him. We're not quite there. He does think flushing is quite nifty though, so there's always that.

poo pot use #1

poo pot use #2

poo pot use (or lack of use) #3

*I promise to avoid the word "poo" for all remaining September posts. Can't make any promises for October.