I haven't posted for a while, but I wanted to share a fun story that I initially told my friend Kim
So Ollie gets on the phone from Ohio to announce, "I go shake, shake shake. Only girls go dab, dab, dab."at issue: the world of toilet training a boy is much more difficult than toilet training a little girl. with little girls, you plop them on the potty, tell them to go, wipe, flush and wash their hands. Done.for little boys the whole potty thing is far more complex. First the little winkie squirts everywhere if they don't aim, so it takes some doing to "point and drain that lizard." (Something that's never fully mastered as those of us who have been married can attest) then there's the drop of pee-pee that always ends up dribbling off the end (for those of us who only raised girls and are girls, this is all a revelation). Lindsay told Ollie that to get rid of that last drop, grab some toilet tissue and dab dab dab. Apparently that was a HUGE mistake in the guy world, where anyone who dab dab dabs would be considered a huge pussy in the toilet-paperless men's rooms. boys "shake, shake, shake" Rob told Lindsay in disgust, a sentiment that was echoed by every male we encountered. Lindsay of course, deferred "what do I know?" But Ollie would have none of it. If mommy said dab dab dab then it is dab dab dab and no amount of back-tracking would dissuade him, even on her part.Apparently the trip to Ohio, where he has been hanging out with his manly cousins, age 7 and 6, has convinced him -- it's shake shake shake.Phew! Glad that's settled. ...
