Potty Training: Day 2

October 6th, 2009

Holy. Smokes.

Our second day of “extreme potty training” is over and so far, we’ve all survived, though I am exhausted.

My favorite thoughts from today:

I have no idea what I’m doing.

Could I hire someone to do this for me?

How long can a two-year-old hold it???

Do I really need to teach him this?

People I contacted for support, help and/or reassurance:

Heavenly Father.

Charming.

My Mom.

Charming.

Heavenly Father.

Shanda (a friend who recently potty-trained her youngest daughter)

Charming.

Heavenly Father.

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My voice was getting so sore from reading the sweet Bubbers King book after book while he sat on the potty that I finally broke out my second line of defense: The portable DVD player.

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The time moved a little more smoothly for both of us as he watched his first movie in a series of chunks (Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron) and we talked about the plot and what was happening.

His favorite parts were when Spirit got a hair cut and the soldiers tried to break him.  I tried not to cry when Spirit’s mother helplessly watched the soldiers drag her son away.

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By the end of our grueling day, my dear boy had four new books (and a tummy full of jelly bellies) that he’d definitely earned.

And by the end of all this, I’m thinking I’ll earn a day at the spa. Or a new camera. Or both.

Phew!

Well, off to bed to rest up for another round!