Potty training is a process. I keep repeating that as often as I am taking a deep breath and counting to 10. Potty training is a process.
This weekend she only wanted to wear panties. I was so excited. A little too excited, maybe. I am not quite ready for only panties...her dad is not quite ready for only panties. To the Sweet Pea only panties means...ONLY PANTIES. no pants, no socks, no shoes, no shirt...only panties.
Sunday morning was only panties time. It went well for a few hours. We had an accident, we changed and we had a success(sort of) She screamed POTTY, so we ran in there. She said she needed privacy, so I stepped out of bathroom and went to get something. So I left the immediate area. When I returned I asked if she was done...to which she said yes. So I asked all the appropriate questions and praised her and offered her a sticker for using the potty. She was real excited about the sticker. So we went into the kitchen to get our sticker. While she was making her decision about which sticker to pick(because you know it is an antagonizing decision) she proceeds to potty all over the kitchen floor. And she was just as surprised as I was.
I learned that an almost 2 year old doesn't always tell the truth when referring to potty matters. I should not leave the area and trust her word for it.
p.s. She got her sticker anyway.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Is it 2 already?
Power struggles. We got them going on at my house. Today I took her to day care in her jammies because she didn't want to get dressed. I even was offering her favorite Santa shirt and she ran behind the couch. So I just packed her up and tossed her out at day care lady. I just can't handle a power struggle in the morning.
It started with the socks. She won't wear them! She will humor me and allows me to put them on her and once my back is turned, she sits down and takes off her shoes, removes her socks, and puts her shoes back on. If it wasn't happening to me, it would be funny. And I have given up...I offer the socks but don't force the issue. She won't freeze to death if she doesn't have socks on.
And get this! At the local retail store we were shopping on our weekly shopping trip and she wanted fruity marshmellows. I said no, we had some at home. Then she changed tactics. She asked to get down and push the cart. I let her do that and she dashes back to the fruity marshmellows, grabs them and runs them back to the cart, throws them over the side and starts pushing like crazy. I had to watch myself (so I wasn't laughing) and repeated that we had some at home. She also threw in some cereal, fruit snacks and cookies before I got her to ride in the cart again. (and I let her keep the fruit snacks) She is a determined little person!
It started with the socks. She won't wear them! She will humor me and allows me to put them on her and once my back is turned, she sits down and takes off her shoes, removes her socks, and puts her shoes back on. If it wasn't happening to me, it would be funny. And I have given up...I offer the socks but don't force the issue. She won't freeze to death if she doesn't have socks on.
And get this! At the local retail store we were shopping on our weekly shopping trip and she wanted fruity marshmellows. I said no, we had some at home. Then she changed tactics. She asked to get down and push the cart. I let her do that and she dashes back to the fruity marshmellows, grabs them and runs them back to the cart, throws them over the side and starts pushing like crazy. I had to watch myself (so I wasn't laughing) and repeated that we had some at home. She also threw in some cereal, fruit snacks and cookies before I got her to ride in the cart again. (and I let her keep the fruit snacks) She is a determined little person!
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