Yesterday was Day #1 of Operation Potty Train Leo (or as his school calls it, "toilet train"). I guess Potty sounds too babyish to them? Whatever. I have never been a big fan of the word toilet. I'm going to call it potty.
And the aforementioned Skittles, which I have set aside as a potty bribe? No interest. Nada. Leo might be the only four-year old in existence who doesn't like candy. I mean seriously, he just doesn't care for it or show any interest at all (I know, can you believe I am whining about this?). I also made a poster with a place for stickers for when he performs on the potty. It's bright and colorful and lots of fun! Yeah. Also seems to hold no curiousity in that.
Right now it's just a struggle to get him on the potty. Books seems to help. I dug up an old book that I remembered we had: Too Big For Diapers, which deals with Ernie from Sesame Street and his experience with potty-er-toilet training. That made this morning's session a bit less torturous.
Right now the pattern seems to be, sit on the potty and then pee in pants about five minutes later.
It's also hard because the school's instructions are to take him to the potty/toilet the second you get home. Let me tell you about last night: me loaded down with backpack, two lunch boxes, my purse, a 24-pound Ellie, trying to get Leo into the house. Then deposit Ellie in crib for the five minutes that Leo will need to sit on the potty. He cries. She cries. And I am sweating to death because it's 90 degrees outside and the house has been closed up all day. And I really need to get dinner started.
I know what you're thinking. It's only been one day. We'll get there. I am just thinking about how long Leo's "stages" have taken (in other words, how long it has taken for him to master a skill). Six months. A year? Is that how long it will take? I mean, I'm fine with that (like I have a choice). I'm just you know, wondering. It's going to take a lot of patience and I am mustering it, I really am.
I also need to buy a LOT more underwear.
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