This picture represents months (years?) of frustration. November of 2010, I made up my mind to have Ryan potty-trained by Christmas. Didn't happen. The new deadline became by the time the baby was born, late January. Didn't happen. Certainly he could be trained by his third birthday, March 19th. Nope. By the time we went to Utah in the Summer? Not even close. I threatened to not let him go trick-or-treating on Halloween if I had to change one more dirty diaper. That was obviously an empty threat. Well, I bought this froggy pillow pet as one of the many promised incentives. I wouldn't say that this is what finally motivated him. Who knows what made it click for him. But this week he has stayed dry and earned his reward. Whew.
I. Hate. Potty-training.
ReplyDeleteI have nothing more to say.