Well, now it's my turn for some potty talk.
I've been trying, unsucessfuly, to potty train Jack since this summer. It was a big deal for him to move from diapers to pull-ups & he met the change with much resistance. Well, it turns out that pull-ups are diapers in disguise. We got to the point where Jack would tell me he needed to go to the bathroom, I would tell him that I would take him to the potty & he would smile & say, "No thanks mom. Maybe later. I'll go in my pants." He would really only sit on the potty for his grandma.
So, this week we did a big countdown to take away the pull-ups. He was not happy about this. I made a paper chain that I rigged (of course!) so that we would run out of pull-ups & chains on Wednesday night. This meant there were no more pull-ups & he had to wear his underwear. (I'm going to miss the days when I can rigg things to my advantage. One day soon he's going to catch on.)
Well, the boy has been wearing underwear since Thursday (with the exception of sleep times) & he's had ZERO accidents!! And, yesterday at church he actually went poop in the potty. He was sitting & told me he needed a diaper to poop in. I told him I didn't have any & he would either have to go in the potty or hold it until we got home. He paused & said, "Okay mom. I went." And he did! Then we called John out of Sunday School to come take a look. The 3 of us threw a poop party in the bathroom & last night had ice cream for dinner. (I had promised him that we could do this a while ago to celebrate the 1st time he pooped in the potty.)
This is a huge success for us. I can't believe it's been so easy so far. I totally expect some set-backs, especially when the baby comes, but right now I'm just enjoying this.
So, that's my poop story for the week.