Do I really need to say anymore? Is your sympathy already at it's peak for me just hearing that phrase? Oh my.....
So I told you guys about our little battle and his will to be trained. Well, I finally jumped on his bandwagon and started. I bought the potty chair. You know, the one that sings, dances, and high fives your kid when they piss. I am thinking of getting one for myself. Maybe a scale that you know, tells me how skinny I am, plays disco music every time I lose a pound and overall makes me feel great.
Anyway. So we get the chair and then we get the pull ups. And seeing that it's week one and I know we are going to go through the pull ups like diapers and the fact that I am cheap, I get the Walmart White Cloud ones. They have monster trucks on them, we're good to go.
So day 1 of the "potty training experiment."
The child gets all excited, sits on the potty and about 1/2 a teaspoon comes out. Mom dances around like an idiot, the whole shibang. So we go again in 30 min. NOTHING but a wet pull up. All day, on and off with the pull ups & pants. I swear it's like one of those games at Chuck E. Cheese where you have to hit the buzzer at the exact right time. And I seem to be hitting it 3 lights too late. Because we go all the time and yet he is always wet.
So I know all this is perfectly normal... we'll get there.... I'm not discouraged, I have wine to get me through. But then......
The White Cloud, turned to a very dark, brown, oozing cloud. As in coming out of his pull up making a puddle on the floor. He freaks out and is now stepping all in it and stepping on my feet to get out of it, causing more to puddle on my feet and making me gag and cough. DISGUSTING! I have had 6 years of dealing with my own children, 7 years on top of that with other people's children and yet I have NEVER seen crap like this. So gross!
So we are in diapers today. Those monster trucks can just wait. But the good news is that he did go potty at his class today. He pooped his pants, but he did go in the potty. And about now you are thinking, why? why do I read this lady's blog? Because people, I need love and support, I am super needy and you are my friends. So stick with me in this little excursion I am taking into the big boy underwear phase. OK?
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