Yup, that’s right. I’m officially posting my son’s potty (Ugh, “potty,” I hate that word.) Jackson isn’t really ready to start potty training (there’s that word again) but we wanted to put one out so that he’d be comfortable with it.
We tried the green frog one but it was way too tall for him to sit comfortably, never mind the unnatural and seemingly uncomfortable placement of the eyes. The padded converter seat for the toilet was a bust as well. I don’t need him to actually do anything in the chair yet but I think it’d be helpful if he didn’t cry every time he laid eyes on his chair (did you see how I avoided the “p” word?)
We were browsing our favorite antique shop the other weekend when we noticed that Jackson was very interested in this vintage potty (doesn’t sound so bad when paired with the word vintage.) It was a bit more expensive than it’s plastic counterparts but 1. it’s the perfect size for my little boy, 2. it’s not all plastic-y and 3. it matches the rest of the old stuff in our house. :)
The chair had a cheap little sticker on the back panel that pulled up some of the “wood” paper when I ripped it off. Oops. Decided to paint a couple balsa wood cutouts white and glued them on to kinda camouflage the damage caused by my hasty actions. Quick and easy, it seemed silly to spend any more time on something called “potty.”
Ok, JackJack, your vintage receptacle is ready when you are.