Monday, July 28, 2008
Potty training boot camp
Yes, I'm talking about this dude. So cute. So innocent. So NOT potty trained and would rather relieve himself on the floor or a potted plant than in a large porcelain bowl. But who wouldn't? I need some major help. We've dubbed this week "no more diapers week" Woo hoo! First thing this morning the diaper came off and the big boy pants went on. There was kicking and screaming and gnashing of teeth and I think I may have a black eye...BUT they finally stayed on. There has to be a better way. I think it's a battle of will now rather than a battle of "is he ready?" He is almost three, a genius and sly dog..he has to be ready!!!! I AM READY!!! So we tried five times to go potty this morning and he didn't even squeeze out one drop (not even a loud grunt like usual) We even went to the library and he didn't have an accident (which is great) He just kept holding it and holding it until he sat down for lunch and screamed, "I peeeeeeeed!" and then burst into tears. So I removed the wet bob the builder undies...poor bob....and put on fresh pants. I don't understand. I don't know what the heck I'm doing. Is it normal to want to pay someone to come potty train my child? He'll pee in his pants and not in the toilet....help!
Brody man. Screaming his lungs out as we speak. Refused his morning nap. Slept for 30 minutes this afternoon. Woke up three times last night. Anyone want to rent a baby? I am debating weather to take him to the Dr to check his ears, the last time he made me look like a fool when he had not a thing wrong with him. I cannot figure this child out. Actually I can't figure either of my children out? What's going on here? Sabotage I tell you. Everyone else and their dogs sleep and are even potty trained....and my children and dogs can't seem to figure it out. I am having a mommy moment of failure as we speak. It might be the Mt.Dew talking...hey, who brought this Mt.Dew and put it in my fridge? I do not need Mt.Dew. I do however, need massive amounts of chocolate. I seem to have misplaced my How to Raise, Care, Feed, Potty Train and not Kill your Child manual. Can I borrow someones?
Picking clover flowers just for mom...awww, how cute. Check out that sexy belly!!
A rare moment of brotherly love caught on camera.
Posted by Keri Speidel at 11:38 AM