Ty is now on what he calls the potty train (he thinks there is an actual train, the 'choo-choo' kind). In other words, my boy is actually potty trained!! This is cause for great celebration, emphasis on great. After months of trying and timers and bribes he did it...on his own. Go figure. Well, I did help out a wee bit but it was only a gentle push in the right direction.
So here is how it happened. A week ago Friday, after changing yet another diaper, I had had enough. I simply told him that he was not allowed to watch a movie unless he went potty in his potty chair first. Saturday evening he asked to wear his big boy underpants. Nothing. I wasn't surprised to tell you the truth. After so many attempts with absolutely no success I didn't expect Ty to be potty trained for a long time. Sunday evening he again asked to where his underpants and then he asked to go potty. AND HE ACTUALLY WENT POTTY. For the first time. Ever. He has been going ever since. Yes, he has the occasional accident, most of them because he was far away from the potty chair and couldn't make it in time. Not only that but he has been dry the last two nights, which is also a first. I am amazed at how easy the whole process has been. Of course there has been a lot of movie watching in this house but he is starting to forget and just go back to playing with his toys. Worth it in my opinion.
Now on to the 'number #2' training....
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