I've been hesitant to post this for fear I might have to eat my words. But, here goes nothing...
We are POTTY TRAINED!
Well, technically I've been potty trained for well over 28 years now, but having successfully completed over a week of Park wearing big boy underwear is the excitement to which I'm referring. And honestly, I feel completely justified in using "we" because it really is a bit of a joint effort, what with the wiping and all.
Originally, the lack of success with pull-ups led me to assume it was time to scrap the whole effort for a few more months. But, a little over a week ago, our paths crossed with a pair of Diego underwear that changed everything.
Desperate to sport Diego across his backside, I decided to drop diapers/pull-ups cold turkey (minus while sleeping) and see where that left us. Coupling Diego with a sticker chart (that Park helped me make) gave us the makings for a very smooth transition into potty training success. And also led us back to the store for more Diego underwear, as well as contemplating buying stock in the sticker industry.
But, one week and only three accidents later, I'm once again reminded that all phases really do pass. And why worry about today what probably will not even be an issue tomorrow?
Hopefully, I'll remember my newly adopted philosophy when visiting the bathroom 3 times in the span of an hour long trip to the grocery store. And when enjoying a playground with a bathroom no closer than a 1 mile hike away. Or when stopping the car twice for potty breaks when only 45 minutes into a five hour road trip.
At least I finally have company in forcing Chris into bathroom breaks!
And can I just say how proud Park is of himself? He saw a leftover box of diapers yesterday and informed me, "That's for babies, Mommy! Let's give them to Kage." So, we called Challi to see if Baby Kage (10 months) wanted a box of size 5 diapers, and she broke the news that they would fit Krew (age 2) much better.
After getting off the phone, Park looked at me with concern in his eyes and said, "Well, Krew needs to be a big boy soon, too. Tell Cha-Cha not to worry , OK Mommy? I teach him to use the potty and flush. Krew can ride the potty train with me!"
Your Cha-Cha will be so relieved, my sweet big boy. Two tickets for the "potty train" coming right up.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
My Little Potty Trainee Trainer
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How cute! Way to go to both of you.
My oldest is potty trained, but I hear it is easier for girls. My second is a boy and I'm a little nervous to start.
Well one year after starting potty training we're potty trained (almost.) The girls are even almost always dry after nap and sometimes in the morning. Unfortunately Taylor is scared to death to poopy on the potty. She did it once and cried. Now she holds it for 3 days and then goes when she's in the bed.
No worries...when you guys are anywhere outside and Park needs to go he can just borrow Grant's trick and pull down his pants in the middle of the playground. He seriously tee-teed on our church playground from on top of the play gym. Yes, I was horrified.
i absolutely SNORTED out LOUD when i read the part about hiking to the bathroom at the park and stopping by the potty 5 times while at the grocery store. kinda reminds me of the dr. suess book OH, THE PLACES YOU'LL GO for some reason. heeheehee!
Go Park! and Go Mom!
Ohhhhh! Grandma is so proud of her big boy. Way to go Park! You rock mom!
That is awesome!! Give our congrats to Park!! I am soooo ready for that stage...but then I'l have another one in diapers! Oh well... :-)
Hooray for Park! Jacob is trained now too:) We should have a "train" playdate!
I think we ended up doing the same thing. I started thinking that by putting Jacob in Pull-ups, I was giving him permission to potty in them. We did away with the Pull-ups and he quickly became potty trained.:)
Miss you!!
Keri
This just reminds me I have GOT to potty train my daughter! (2 1/2) She wants to 'go' to the potty at church and MMO, but NEVER at home. I've been waiting for Spring ... why? I don't know - some old tale - blah, blah, blah.
please, please, please come potty train my little boy....
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