Going commando

Sending your child off to school in underpants for the first time ever after a weekend of underpant wearing that was, oh, seventy-five percent successful feels a little bit like shoving him out of a plane with a parachute that opens only three-fourths of the time. Good luck, kid.

Geronimo.

But let’s face facts, folks. Fact #1: if he doesn’t wear diapers anymore, then we don’t have to BUY them anymore, and that is a win-win as far as I’m concerned. Fact #2: He’s nowhere near being the last kid in his class to get his name on the “Uses Potty” list in the bathroom, but even so, my competitive side comes out a weensy bit when another parent says casually, “Oh, Bug’s not using the toilet yet? Archibald has been potty trained since 2 and 1/2!” GREAT. I’M SO HAPPY FOR HIM. Of course he also looks like GOLLUM and his diet consists mainly of BOOGERS.

Diaper-Free Day at School #1 was moderately successful though. They only had to change his pants once. So I guess his parachute didn’t quite open, but he survived the fall. He must have landed on something nice and squishy and soft, like some shrubbery. Or maybe Archibald.

2 comments

1 bethany { 02.19.08 at 3:35 pm }

my question is, how many changes of pants do you send with him? that’s the real indicator of how capable you believe the parachute to be, right? 😉 (i’m in a job where we deal w/ this stuff daily…so it’s always interesting to me whether parents send extra clothes, and what, and how many, etc.)

2 racher { 02.19.08 at 10:37 pm }

Just one change! See what faith I have in my child! (And also, he’s there for 4 hours tops. So there’s that.)

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