Poo-Poo Talk

Just recently Bella went poo-poo on her little potty. It kind of happened by accident - she told me she had poo-poo and wanted to be changed. I went to change her and noticed that perhaps she wasn't finished (I won't go into details here - just use your imaginations!). So I plopped her down on the potty chair. Keep in mind she had been "going" on the potty chair for awhile now. When I say "going" I mean sitting down and having nothing happen. I figured this time would be no different.

To my surprise she actually pooped in the potty - and when she realized what had happened - she got totally freaked out and started to cry. Of course Kadin and I were just hootin' and holerin' with excitement and there was little Bella crying like someone just stole her nukie.

Two days ago Kadin, Phillip, Christina & Bella were all playing outside. Bella disappears and I find her by the door telling me she has poo-poo and needs to be changed. So I take her inside to change her and again - I didn't think she was finished. In my head I'm thinking that perhaps she purposely tried to hold her poo because she knows she should go on the potty - yeah I know I live in a dream world, but just dream with me for a little bit.

So we go round 2 with said potty chair, but this time she starts crying immediatly when her bare bum hits the seat. So I start "the poo-poo talk" which went a little something like this . . . .

Me: Bella, what's wrong?

Bella: Me scared.

Me: You're scared?

Bella: Yes.

Me: Oh Bella, you don't have to be scared. What are you afraid of? Are you scared of going poo-poo?

Bella: Yes!

Me: You don't have to be afraid of going poo-poo. Everybody goes poo-poo.

Bella: Kadin?

Me: Yup, Kadin goes poo-poo, so does Mommy.

Bella: Daddy go poo-poo?

Me: Yup, Daddy goes poo-poo too. Daddy, Mommy, Grandma . . .

Bella: Gramma go poo-poo. Grampa H go poo-poo . . . BIG (with her hands spread far apart).

Me: Laughing - Yes, I guess Grandpa could have big poo-poo's.

Bella: Yes, Grampa BIG - me tiny (with her two little fingers pointing together)

Me: If you go poo-poo on the potty, do you remember what we do with your poo-poo when you're all done?

Bella: Yes, bye-bye poo-poo! (her hand waving)

Needless to say she didn't go on the potty. I put a new diaper on her and five minutes later it was full - with you guessed it - poo-poo.