Yahoo! Jorey finally has been getting about 80% of her potty in the toilet. That makes mom happy as a lark. Ken and I had decided on the potty training day. Macy and I were trying our first dance class (she hated it!) and Jorey was home with dad...alone...to learn how to go potty in the toilet.
Saturday morning, Halloween Day, Jorey was given the smack down by her dad. He told her not to go potty in her pants and she did. Oh, boy...Dad wasn't amused and told her about his disdain. A couple accidents (including a puddle in the kitchen, a puddle on the counter, and a 40-minute session on the toilet later, and mom arrived home to find her girl in a diaper. Something that happened that morning, though, stuck in her stubborn little mind and I was shocked as can be. After 5 minutes of laying in bed for a nap, she was up saying she had to go potty. I helped her try. Nothing. Back to bed. 5 minutes later, again, she had to go. I told her to go in the bathroom - had caramel mix on the stove that was going to certainly burn all over the stove surface if I were to leave it unattended. By the time I got up there, she had the diaper off, but had to go so bad, she had a teeny tiny accident on the floor. After she stopped crying over the trauma, she was told that it was good that she tried and it was Mom's fault for not getting her up on the toilet. She was unable to gain enough composure and relaxation to get any more out. Back to bed. 5 minutes later, we had to go again...after the last session, we put a pull-up on so we could get it down and 'assume the position' in time to be effective. This time, we got up there in time and got a few little dribbles in there. It was still quite stressful. Back to bed. 5 minutes later, we needed to go again. This was the best one. We got it all. So, back to bed and AGAIN, 5 minutes later, we tried again...but, we were good to go. Needless to say, with all the excitement, the girls only got a 20 minute nap before their neighborhood Halloween Party. long sigh...
Today, though, Jorey stayed dry all day! She went potty in the toilet five times with no accidents. Woo Hoo. We're on our way to diaper freedom. Way to go, big girl! I'm proud of you!
Yea Jorey! I'm jealous you're close to being diaper-free! When we get to that point again I'm crossing my fingers that Lincoln will want to be like big brother Nolan sooner rather than later.
ReplyDeleteYeah Jorey! What a beautiful picture!!!!
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