Potty training, Part one (of many, I'm sure)
Joseph is almost 2 ½, so we thought with Tony between semesters right now it would be a good time to try the dreaded potty training thing. We had a plan. And a back-up plan. Now it’s time to take a break and think of plan number three. I’ll leave out all of the crazy details of the failures, bribes, and small successes. But it just couldn’t have turned out perfectly since it all started with Joseph sitting for the first time on his potty seat attached to the top of the toilet and then falling off head-first smacking his face on the bathtub.
posted by jennifer at 9:42 AM
7 Comments:
Oh no, poor Joseph! - more proof that growing up is not easy at any stage.
Poor you, too. Joseph has a long memory.
oh! poor baby!
don't stress out about potting training, every kid is different. it's much easier waiting until they're ready :)
Awww, poor pumpkin!
I just wanted to drop by and say "Happy Mother's Day Jennifer!"
Thanks Sarah!
Oh, it wasn't much--I just got into a new relationship and got IMed by a lot of people telling me why it was foolish, and how it would hinder me. :P Thank you for the comment!
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