This is a point in my children's lives that I dread.
The running to the toiled at the most awkward moments, the "accidents" that seem to happen only in the car or the store, the endless loads of laundry, and the worst part: checking the toilet and forcing myself to cheer and make a complete idiot out of myslef upon finding a big poop in there.
I am determined to get Sam potty trained by the end of this week, but I am sure, he and his bowels have their own agenda in mind.
I have a new tatic this time, we will see how it goes. Wish us all luck!
The reward
The distraction.
The "magic juice."
The "cool tractor pants."
The next few days.
10 comments:
LOL. We are doing this pretty soon, too. Deep breath!
Good luck!!
good luck with the potty training. i have to tell you that i just read the most recent quotes from the side of your blog and am laughing so hard. they are hilarious.
Good luck! Here's hoping all goes as planned!
Oh man good luck! Potty training is definately not the most fun thing in the world! I hope he is a quick learner for you and that you aren't still battling it a year later!!!
that's how you do it huh?? Great idea!!! We've been tip toeing around the concept but I know I need to plunge in there. Good luck!
HAHA awesome! That is so funny! What a good idea...can I use this on Tyler?
Good luck! I'm dreading doing it again also. I keep hoping that Eric will just magically train himself one of these days.
Wahooo, good luck!!
Good luck! I hate potty training. If Sam gets it, can you finish Trevor for us. I don't think I can change one more pair of poopy underwear.
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