Monday, December 05, 2005

Potty Trained?

So many people have commented about my blog I would like to thank you all. Originally, this blog started out as a journal in a simple spiral notebook as a way to record my thoughts , feelings and emotions about our adoption of Hannah. After I transferred my journal to this blog I thought it would be a good way of keeping family and friends updated about our experiences in China as we traveled to bring Hannah home. I never expected the response I have received from so many people. Are you all just being nice? Anyway, I have no idea where this blog will go from here. I want to continue to write about my family, but I have a lot of opinions about other things too...Although they are usually trivial about my perspective on life.

I failed to write about one very funny thing that happened to Deann right after we received Hannah. The foster mother very clearly told us she goes to the toilet after breakfast. Little did we know she literally meant toilet. Evidently, at thirteen months old Hannah was potty trained. Deann was holding Hannah as she changed her clothes on the bed when Deann began making whistling noises at Hannah. Hannah abruptly stopped smiling and looked at Deann with her head half cocked as if to say "are you sure?". What happened next can only be described as "yuck". We had read where the Chinese potty train very young children by holding them over the toilet (squatty potty) and whistling to signal them to start "going". Deann can confirm that the Chinese do in fact practice this method of potty training. Needless to say, we have since abandoned whistling when Hannah is present :)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I certainly hope you will continue with your "blog". I look forward to the info regarding your "GIRLS" and I know your father looks forward reading them.I found the info regarding potty training quite interesting. It just goes to show you that children can be taught many things at an earlier age than we thought.

I look forward to the day I can meet Hannah.

Judy in your Father's office