Well no, not really. I didn’t invent phentermine, or the next best thing to it. But I had a rather brilliant idea the other day, after being reluctant to take Ryan back to the playground for fear of the bathrooms once again being locked and him having an accident. Now that he is potty-trained, I really don’t want to do anything that would trigger or encourage a regression!
So my brilliance? I picked up a cheap potty seat while Dan and I were out yesterday. We happened to be at Walmart, window shopping for ceiling fans (we bought one that looks exactly like this one and Dan installed it yesterday evening, whee!), and I detoured to the baby section to grab the cheapest potty chair I could find. At a mere $12, the Fisher Price Precious Planet Froggy Friend Potty was a clear winner.
Man, I’m so glad I bought it and remembered to toss it in my car, because while we were at the playground today (we were there for over three hours, and of course their bathrooms were locked) Ryan suddenly came over to me, pants around his ankles, telling me he had to go potty. I pulled it out, set it down behind a bunch of thick bushes, and he quickly did his thing. Now this is kind of gross, but since I didn’t know what to do with the urine, I wound up walking to the wooded area surrounding the very edge of the park, and dumping the contents of the potty in a pile of dead leaves and dirt, and covering it up with some other dead leaves. Meh.
I suspect we’ll be dragging that little potty chair around with us for the next few months, because you just never know when you might be somewhere without a bathroom (or in this case, one that was open)!
Name: Alyssa
Name: Ryan

My question here is *why* are that playground’s bathrooms locked? One would think that a public park would at very least have the bathrooms *open.*
But I’m glad that Ryan is now potty-trained and that things are going so well with him!
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