Monday, January 23, 2012

All or Nothing

To say Christian has resisted potty training would be an understatement. He kept promising us "soon". Or, when pressed, he would assure us that he would poop in the potty when he turns 5. Gee, thanks. He likes the set-up we have. He makes a mess, continues playing until we notice the stench. Then we do all the messy clean up. Works for him. We have everything ever related to potty training in our home - 2 toddler potties, 2 charts, stickers, many books on the subject, and many, many prizes. All we need is a boy who is potty trained for basic training. Poop and the potty have taken over our lives and most of our conversations. Not to jinx it, but today something clicked for him. He has pooped in the potty all day. And I mean all day. He has pooped 5 times. We are out of prizes. Every time I turn around, he is in there. Be careful what you wish for, I guess. When it rains, it pours. When he poops, he really poops.

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