Wednesday, January 03, 2007

It is time for the potty, I think.

Oh boy, here we go. Hannah got a potty for Christmas from us. It's been successfully filled up with pee about 3 times now. So, tomorrow, she's going to have a diaper free day and see how it goes. If we have to leave the house, I'm armed with some pull-ups my mom gave us. I'm not really looking forward to this, but I suppose no one really does. And I hate diapers. They are gross, I totally regret not cloth diapering her, and dang! they are expensive. The bigger the baby gets, the more expensive they are.

How do I know she is ready? I don't. But I figure she can peddal a bike, she follows instructions (when she doesn't tune me out) she chews gum without choking or swallowing it, she counts to ten, and sings a heartfelt rendition of Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. Her complete lack of interest in the potty is a bluff that I am calling out. I'm on to her.

If we don't succeed, I will feel like an utter failure. I may even buy a Dora Uses the Potty book or some other monstrosity. Wish me luck.


Blogger Michelle said...

Good luck! I am not looking forward to that at all!

12:34 PM  
Blogger annie said...

ugh, potty training. I've worked many years with children before having my own, but potty training is something I have never done and I don't really know where I will begin with Johnny. I've thought about trying it now just to see if he'd be interested. It seems like the older they get the harder it is because it becomes a power struggle. But everyone ends up getting it down eventually, right.?
Hang in there and let us know how it goes.

1:07 PM  
Blogger Lauren S. said...

Thanks for the encouragement! I'll post a report shortly. :)

Btw, Michelle, I can't seem to leave a comment on your blog. Something is wrong with the word verification.

11:09 AM  

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