An Update

Well, I'm still not thinking coherently...could be because everywhere I go, even outside my house, I smell pee.

Saturday went very well! In fact, the Boy did not have a single pee accident. Let's not talk about what else comes out because he has plenty of those accidents. But hey! All day Saturday, he was fine using the potty, even seemed surprised when he discovered that this "using the potty" thing was pretty easy.

Sunday...The Boy and I stayed home from church because I wasn't feeling so hot and I didn't want to subject his wonderful nursery leaders to this kind of torture. The day was going well, just the two of us. Then he peed on me. All down my back. At first, I was in denial that my back was suddenly getting very warm but that ended once he made his announcement: "Momma, I peed." Maybe he thought I wouldn't notice unless he said something.

Yesterday, we had another break-through: using a different potty. We were at the library. We usually go to the library once a week and on last our weekly trip, he had an accident within minutes of arriving. We left. Yesterday, we went back because I had two books on hold that were about to expire if I didn't pick them up. Sure enough, we weren't there very long before the Boy starts holding himself and jumping. When he does this and I ask if he needs to go potty, he usually says no. You ain't foolin' anyone, kid. So we went to the bathroom. He was terrified at first, but still tried. And what do you know? He did have to go! I tell ya, that Momma-lady? She sometimes knows her stuff! To celebrate that momentous occasion, I took the kids to lunch at Arctic Circle. Yes, their food isn't that good and yes, it wreaks havoc on my system to go but hey! Their play place is the best for littler kids and they give out the free mini cones.

Two things I am changing for this weeks' round of training:

1. Now, when he has an accident, he has to wear plain white underwear. No superheros or cartoon characters. Plain white for half the day. If he stays dry, he can change back into his fancy ones.
2. When he has a pooping accident, instead of using wipes and such to clean him off, he will be placed in a cold shower.

Both of these tactics were what made the difference for da Boo. Once she couldn't wear Dora any more, she was much more motivated to try. Same goes for the shower...knowing what would happen if she messed her panties was strong motivation for keeping them clean. Wish me luck! (I need it...I'm running low on chocolate...)

And I promise, my next post with not mention potty training or accidents at all! :)