I have a 3 year old. A stubborn 3 year old, who voices his opinion frequently and loudly. He frequently voices his opinion to NOT use the potty.
“Do you want to use the potty?” “NO! NO POTTY!”
“Do you want to watch mommy flush? Yes? Good! Ok, now it’s your turn to go potty.” “NO! NO POTTY!”
“Oh, you need a step stool? Why don’t you stand on your potty?” “NO! NO POTTY!”
“Do you want chocolate?” “NO! I DON’T WANT TO SIT ON THE FROGGY POTTY!” (and you can totally bet that it took me a double take on that one when you count in a 3-year-old accent that we was referring to a potty in the shape of a frog and not some other type of potty that *might* start with an f…)
And it continues. People give me all sorts of advice. Mainly because, well, you know, at 3 years old, I am seriously a detriment to my un-potty learned child and should have the authorities reported on myself (can you see the sarcasm font used here?). I even had one well-meaning relative tell me to take away all his toys because only big boys get toys. Ummm, what????
Today marked 3 weeks since our last try before Christmas. So when my son opened his mouth sweetly this morning to report that he had gotten a toy taken away from him at preschool that he really liked, I told him (behind the teacher’s back, of course) that I’d buy the toy for him if he went all day going pee pee and poo poo in the potty. I am not above bribing. I knew it wouldn’t work anyway. Right?
So I’m working at the computer, and my son is running around half clothed (because I’ve heard it’s easier to train if they don’t wear pants, right?), and I hear him peeing. I’m assuming it’s on my floor, because that’s where his pee usually goes. On the floor. And I look up, and he is straddling his toilet, standing up, peeing in his little froggy potty! I cheered! I yelled! We wooped! We danced! And he asked where his toy was. Ahhh, bribery.