Yesterday began our second round in the potty training boxing ring. And it really does feel like a battle. This time around we as the parents are much more determined which I hope will make this stick. Basically it has come down to the fact that we've had it with still changing "diapers" on an almost-four-year-old. So we cut him off. During the day our tactic is underwear only or, if we're sticking around home, total bottom nudity. Good thing the weather and temperatures are on an upswing right now. We're starting where we left off back in October, basically. JJ is extremely reluctant to use the potty, so it's a little bit of a battle (not without its briberies) to get him to go. He's had many successful peeing moments, and a few times has even told us when he's had to go. He also did his first...ahem, how to put this delicately?....#2 job today which we were all ecstatic about. Exclamations and dances of joy abounded around this event. With that said (and at the risk of sounding like a pessimist) , for all the moments of success we have experienced, there seem to have been an equal number of accidents. We really have to keep on top of him to use it, so once again we're in that place where our entire world seems to revolve around the john. Fabulous. But it feels good to be doing something that we feel is right for Jeran at this time. Although he still is not taking initiative, it just seems wrong to us that he'll be 4 in a month and still perfectly content to be soiling himself day in and day out.
And so another week begins....
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