For the record, I have not even begun to attempt potty training with Jack. I don't even have a potty for him. He occasionally talks about "pooping on the potty," but as soon as we approach the toilet he changes his mind. He tells me after he poops, but never before, and he is not in the least bothered by a dirty diaper. To me, these are signs he's not ready. My concern is that he's going to decide to be ready in, say, late August, right when we move to Russia. If I potty train him before then, he might relapse after the move, but if I wait until we get to Russia, he might be so anxious from all the other changes in his life that he won't want to give up his diaper. Then there's the added fun of dealing with spur-of-the-moment pee breaks in sub-freezing temperatures. I can't imagine trying to peel off eight layers of clothing when Jack suddenly decides he has to go, NOW!
Today I witnessed a horrific scene at the park. A little girl walked over to her mom, saying that her tummy hurt, so the mom asked if she had to poop. I'm pretty sure the little girl didn't know what was going on, but since we weren't near a toilet and the mom didn't have one handy, she handed the little girl a plastic bag and said, "Here. Poop in this." Jack was fascinated. I was horrified. The little girl crouched down behind a short wall and I quickly turned Jack away, but a few moments later I heard the mom say, "Good job," and then to her friend, "She didn't go." This is my worst nightmare. Popping a squat to pee behind a bush is one thing, but poop in a plastic bag? I think I'll stick with diapers for now, thanks.