Eamon: <disgusted> "Ugh! Those are horrible!"
Me: <teasing> "So you're saying you'd like one of those for your birthday? That can be arranged!"
Eamon: <horrified> "NO! I'm a BOY!"
Me: <seriously> "Boys can have dolls too."
Eamon: <chastened> "I know... but not me! I don't like dolls and I don't want one!"
Later as I was getting something out of Eamon's closet, I found something from a long time ago... a doll that belonged to Eamon!
Me: <sing-songy> "Oh, Eamon... Come see what I found! It's your... doll baby!"
Eamon: <horrified> "What?! I don't have a doll?!"
Me: "Oh, but you did! See? It's your Baby Paul(TM) Potty Training Doll!"
Eamon: <looking on in silent horror at his anatomically-correct boy baby doll with its doll-sized diaper & potty chair accessories>
Mark: "Dude, it's not a big deal. I had a few dolls when I was a kid too. Besides, if it weren't for Baby Paul, you'd still be peeing on yourself."
Eamon: <laughs hysterically at that last bit>
Baby Paul was a life-saver when it came to potty-training but not so much because Eamon couldn't figure out the mechanics of peeing in the potty. It was the competition that did it for him. It soon became apparent that 2 year old Eamon could care less about Baby Paul - or himself - peeing in the potty. So I made identical sticker books for Eamon and Baby Paul, with a picture of each on the toilet on the front of their own personal sticker book. Every time one of them peed on the potty, a sticker got added to the album and that's when things got interesting. Eamon couldn't stand that Baby Paul was wracking up more stickers than him! He was a toddler on a mission - to destroy baby Paul's sticker-collecting record. Yay for competitive peeing! ;)
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