Before I start with what happened tonight, I feel like I need to update everyone on Owen's behavior toward his changing table.
Several months ago, Owen's attitude towards his changing table changed.....well not for me.....just for Emily. He decided that he would no longer allow Emily change him on the changing table, so Emily had to make do with anything else. Sometimes she would change him while he stood up, or lying on the floor, or on the couch.....anywhere but the changing table. If she tried to change him on the changing table, he would freak out. He would kick his legs, try to turn over, and try to stand up. There was no peaceful changing table experience......(for Emily).And to Emily's bewilderment/amazement/confusion/frustration, Owen would have absolutely no reaction if I changed him on the changing table. I would just take Owen in his room, lay him on the changing table and begin changing him.....all while he lie perfectly still....sometimes even giggling. Emily would peek in in amazement sometimes and ask me sincerely, "What do you do?" I really didn't do anything differently that I could tell. He just was that way. (That isn't to say that EVERY time was perfect for me....It wasn't, but the majority of times followed that suit.)
Today, however, Owen did something for the very 1st time ever.
After dinner, I cleaned Owen up and put him down so he could play. I sat on the couch after I finished cleaning the dishes. Owen came up to me and grabbed my hand/finger. (He'll do this every now and then to take me somewhere.....and sometimes nowhere.) He led me into his bedroom and with his other hand (not holding my finger) opened the drawer of the changing table. (This is where we keep his wipes and other stuff for changing his diapers.) I found it a little odd because he's never led me to that area before and given his history with the changing table it was surprising that he wanted to take me there. I decided to check his bottom and sure enough he had a surprise for me there. I picked him up and he laid down and waited patiently for me to change his diaper.
I believe that he felt what was in his pants and wanted it to be changed. This was a 1st for him and I see it as a 1st step to potty training. (Realistically won't be for a few more months, but at least it's a step.)
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