Since Charlie was approximately two weeks old and really got the hang of nursing, the biggest anxiety in my life has been the knowledge that someday I would have to potty train him. While nearly everyone I know over the age of 5 is an unequivocable success story, the thought of it terrified me.
So, I was thrilled when I realized that his daycare would start having him sit on the potty every couple of hours in the midst of all his friends, believing that repetition, peer pressure and his desire to be a big boy would do the trick and Voila! Charlie would be potty trained with little or no effort on my part.
I was wrong. Charlie happily sits on the potty many times a day at school, and is thrilled to receive high-fives and praise when he tells people he used it. He can't wait to get to flush the potty himself and loves the idea of wearing the little boxer briefs I got him that look just like Daddy's. He even enjoys reading books about other kids potty training (quick aside...there are many better options out there than Once Upon a Potty which is way too graphic and downright weird in my opinion).
But, despite the fact that Charlie is a poster child for the "Ready to Potty" set, he sees absolutely no reason to actually use the potty. The kids loves his diapers, and I believe would be quite content to wear Pull-Ups through college.
Never one to back down from a challenge (at least one I can't justifiably ignore), I decided it was time. This weekend would be Potty Training Weekend at the House. All of the signs pointed to it being perfect:
1 - I have nursery at church on Sunday, so I wouldn't be asking some other poor soul to run him to the bathroom 4 times in 90 minutes.
2 - A lady at church recommended a great book by the BabyWise guy that she used to train her son in 2 days.
3 - Walmart had the special Pull-Ups with the potty watch on sale!
Clearly, we were meant to potty train this weekend, so I ordered the book, stocked up on supplies and even informed his teachers of our grand plans. Then, I got to thinking about it and realized that assuming it worked, as of Monday I would have to be interrupt virtually every activity for the rest of my life to find a potty... ummm....
Well, and you see, then I remembered that we have a playdate on Saturday morning, a birthday party on Sunday afternoon, another birthday party (this one at a Jump place!) next weekend, and that Grandma is coming in less than 2 weeks, then my friend Rebekah just a week later.... Plus, despite the free 2 day shipping, our book isn't here yet. Clearly, I was wrong about all the signs. This would be a horrible weekend to potty train!
So...the current plan is to block off the second weekend in September (my next nursery weekend) for intense potty training...unless of course something important comes up...
