Sunday, August 1, 2010

Wealth, Riches, and a Puddle of Potty

"Behind every successful man...
is the mom who potty trained him."

-Stephanie from This Blessed Life

Isn't potty training fun?

I especially love it how you get it all figured out with child number 1 but then each child that comes along later presents an entirely different set of challenges that call for new levels of creativity, courage, and perhaps even shameless bribery.

Oh, I know there are some people who have perfect potty training "formulas" that work like a charm for each of their kids in one day or less. (But I secretly don't like those people.)

And yes, I'm aware that my three-almost-four-year-old should have been potty trained long ago and that there are some people who have their children potty trained by age one. (I secretly don't like them either.)

As for us, our fun summer days have been punctuated by a regular timer reminding my youngest to go potty.

"But I not hap any!!" he insists vehemently, about a minute before a decent size puddle appears on the floor under him.

I always find it amusing at this point, because he usually gasps in total shock, jumps back, and points at the puddle with an expression that says, How could this have possibly happened?

So the other day we had only been home a few minutes before I noticed the evidence on his shorts that there had been another accident. I asked him where he was when he had the accident so I could clean it up, but I was met with a blank stare.

"I not know," he answered with careless shrug.

"How could you not know?"

He searched my face for a moment as if trying to figure out what the right answer to this question was, took a slow look around the room and then turned back to me with another shrug and a winning smile. "I not know."

A joint search revealed no puddle and gave credence to his claims of not knowing.

And so now there's a urine stain in my house just waiting to be discovered at what I'm sure will be a most opportune moment.

In other heir-raising news, we are coming to the end of our summer of fun and getting ready to get back to the business of official learning.

I have been busy evaluating and choosing new curriculum, planning chore systems and daily routines, and praying over goals and vision for the coming year.

I found that I started out praying about my kids and how I could get them to straighten up and stop doing the things that annoy me, but God kept bringing it back around to me.

I read this in Psalm 112:1-2

Blessed is he who fears the LORD, who finds delight in His commands. His children will be mighty in the land.

Not "he who makes all the right educational choices for his kids," or "he who picks the perfects curriculum," but he who fears the Lord - respects and honors Him, loves His word, and lives to obey it.

I, for one like the image that verse gives of the result of fearing the Lord. Children who aren't just okay, not addicted to drugs or thugs, but children who are mighty in the land. Strong, courageous, and effective. A force to be reckoned with.

The next verse isn't bad either for the one who fears the Lord. "Wealth and riches are in his house..."

A rich store of grace, love, peace, and the presence of God.

(Maybe that would make the slight smell of pee pee less noticeable....)


natalie said...

I needed that curriculum reminder today! Thank you!
As for the crack me up!! I can totally see Josh's sweet face!

natalie said...

I needed that curriculum reminder today! Thank you!
As for the crack me up!! I can totally see Josh's sweet face!

debby94 said...

I love Stephanie's quote! I am in the process of potty training Levi right now too. I was just listening to a sermon last night about fearing God. You are such an inspiration to me Angie. I love to read your posts.