Daddy Fail: When Potty Training and Public Restrooms Collide
My 3-year-old son has been a champ using his potty lately at home and at daycare and I didn't want to break the momentum yesterday, but when I took him to a basketball game at the Times Union Center all hell broke loose. When he told me he needed to go pee, I proudly took into one of the bathrooms, but was clearly ill-prepared for what to do once we got there.
Too small to use a urinal (plus Brody is still sitting when he does number 1 or number 2), I tried lifting him up over the toilet like a scene out of the Lion King. Not a single drop came out. I was getting anxious and my half-naked son (trying to be a good soldier) wanted me to put him down. There's gotta be an easier way to do this!
There was no way I was going to layer a bunch of toilet paper and place him on top of a public restroom toilet seat. "Aim for the water Brody, aim for water!", I kept telling him. This poor kid. Imagine trying to take a leak with your pants around your ankles, basically in the 'flying' position as he's being help up in the air by a person 6 times his size; not gonna happen.
Ultimately, I'm pretty sure I failed as I was ill-prepared for facing the challenge of using a public restroom with a potty-training 3-year-old. But now I know. Portable plastic toilet seat covers and cloth ones are just a 2 day Amazon shipment away and are currently being delivered. My little man ultimately just went pee in his pull-ups which was fine for me and I don't consider it a setback. This one was my fault.
Yesterday, I was just flying by the seat of my pants, and unfortunately, so was my little man.