So Eowyn, my daughter.. is now at the point where she will say to me.. "Mommy, I want to go poopy and pee pee on the potty' But what she really means is Mommy, I peed in my diaper and I want you to take it off, let me sit on the potty, and read me a story.. Oh yes that is what potty training has become.. A chance for her to have a story read.. let me change that.. a chance for her to have story, after story, after story read to her..... At least she is telling me when it is time to change her diaper.. so I guess that is a step in the right direction.
Now Emerson, my son, is a different story..... He is playing happily and suddenly he makes grunting noises, or his face turns red.. or both and we ask.. Emerson, do you have to go poopy on the potty.. to which the response is one of the following.
1. no, i don't think so
2. no, there's no poopy in there
3. Noooooooooooo
Or no words at all and he just runs away giggling..
Somedays I feel as if my twins will be getting ready to go off to college and I will be telling them that they really should learn to go poopy and pee pee on the potty before they leave... at least I have the knowledge in the back of my head that they will eventually learn to go on the potty.. I was just hoping for sooner rather than later...
I was going to try the 3 days 3 hundred dollar method... keep then naked for 3 days and then spend 3 hundred to get the carpets cleaned, but I just don't have the three hundred.. so what's a mother to do.. anyone else want to have a go at it?
Don't worry, I am sure that sooner or later I will be writing about the joys of traveling with potty trained twins and having to stop at EVERY rest stop on the way to the destination.. oh wait.. Virginia is closing rest stops.. guess I will have to teach them the art of peeing in the woods....
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