This blog started out as a way to cope with our sweet little babe who cried waayyy to much. Our little babe is now two years old.. she's in a much happier place (most days).. and so are we. I can't bring myself to change the name. But this blog is less about the colic.. and more about our lives.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Potty Training Wall-e Style
I've always heard that potty training a boy is so hard. Boys are far more resistant than girls. Boys pee all over the place. It's a mess. Have your Clorox wipes handy. Put Cheerios in the toilet and have them 'aim' for it. The advice, the pessimism, the frustration.. all of it. I heard it all. Other moms bemoaning how difficult it was to get their little guy to just do it. To potty in the darn toilet. Just be done with diapers. Man, I get it. I have two in diapers. How awesome would it be to just have one. One less 'stink' to deal with. That's huge. Well, we started to just experiment with Brooks recently. We were hoping maybe, just maybe, he might be ready. We bought him some Cars pull-up's.. I bought a potty training calendar complete with Elmo stickers.. we got all super excited for him.. and he was so not interested. We tried putting him on the toilet.. he freaked out. I think he was afraid of falling in. Finally, if his sister was sitting in the bathroom with him, he would at least sit on the toilet. She would bring him books to look at. He would sit there so long, she would eventually get herself a book to look at as well. Pretty soon it became a routine. Piper would ask him, 'Brooks ya gotta go potty?' He would say, 'yes,' and they would go into the bathroom and read together. But still, no real progress. He wasn't really 'going'. It was just a chance for them to sit and chat and read some books together. Craig and I were thinking we needed to go back to diapers. "He's just not ready," we would say. And then about three days ago we were at Kohl's. In order to get Piper and Brooks to behave, I bribed them. They could pick out one special treat (under $5 of course). Piper picked out something for her hair.. and I highly encouraged Brooks to pick out some 'big boy pants' to perhaps inspire him. That's when he spotted Wall-e. Wall-e underpants. "I want to wear Wall-e!!" He said with massive enthusiasm!! The rest is history. We got Wall-e home, washed them, he put them on.. and bam. That was it. He was basically potty trained. My only instruction, "Don't potty on Wall-e." So he hasn't (ok, he has had one accident, but he was wearing Thomas undies then). We're not brave enough to let him sleep through the night yet without a pull-up on. But, since Wall-e, every morning he wakes up.. he's dry. Never in a million years would I have ever thought that Wall-e would have such an impact on our lives. I don't even know what the movie is about. Not a clue. It's just some little robot that spells his name funny. I feel like writing to the makers of Wall-e.. your movie potty trained my son (I wonder what kind of reaction that would get). What's interesting is.. Brooks has only seen the movie once, and that was months ago at the theatre. It must have made a huge impact. Hopefully this is a sign of good things to come for us when trying to teach Brooks how to do things. When he's learning to drive, we can just pop in the movie Cars. When he wants to cook, he can watch Ratatouille. If only it would always be that simple.
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