Tales from the Bathroom

One day, back when we lived and worked at Avatan - a nudist resort - Phoenix hadn't been born yet, and Gryffin was between 6-8 months old. James had been working for a while, and really had to go to the bathroom. He held it as long as he could, and then he walked all the way across the resort, into our trailer, and over to the toilet. Mind you, this was a nudist resort, so he wasn't wearing clothes.

Suddenly, he feels like something is pushing on his sack and forcing his legs to the sides. He looks down to see that Gryffin had crawled into the bathroom and pulled himself so that he was now standing, trying to look into the toilet, between James' legs. Almost as if he was thinking: What's going on? What's making that sound?

James frantically tried to push Gryffin's head out of the way so that he wasn't peeing on him, but not so hard that he hurt him. He literally could not stop peeing, so he yells out for me to come help him. Of course, my version of help was to get to the bathroom door and bust up laughing, while James was dancing around trying not to pee on our son OR all over the floor.

I eventually walked over and grabbed Gryffin and took him away, leaving James to finish peeing in peace. James grumbled about me not helping sooner and how embarrassing it was to damn near pee on our baby. I laughed and said that it may be embarrassing, but that's how babies learn to go to the bathroom.

After that, every time James went to the bathroom, I'd grab Gryffin and rush after him. "Come here! Daddy's going to show you something important. James wanted to kill me! And honestly, it didn't really help as it took Gryffin forever to potty train, lol!

But then, when he did...

One day, in our "new" apartment in St. Cloud, James walks into the bathroom - because he had to pee again - to find Gryffin... He says that if you have ever seen a child doing an elephant walk on their hands and feet with their legs straight and their arms straight, well, that's what Gryffin was doing. Only he was on the toilet peeing into the bowl.

James started laughing his ass off because Gryffin was also dancing! Wiggling his ass back and forth as he watched the pee go into the toilet. Shaking his head in amusement, James called for me to come see, and I did just in time. I started laughing too, and then we both clapped because at this point, Gryffin was WAY overdue to potty train!

I guess we just needed to make it interesting for him, lol!