In my never-ending quest to get my child to poop on the potty, I've tried all sorts of things. Charts, stickers, treats, candy, praise, pleading, begging.... the list goes on and on.
Here is my newest weapon:
JJ got this exact bike, and it is all shiny and new waiting to be enjoyed. But this is a special bike: The only little boys who can ride it, are little boys who go poop in the potty.
This morning when JJ came down and saw it in our living room, he was so excited and wanted to try it. When we explained the rules though, his face fell and he was SO SAD. Then he just turned around and went to lay on the couch, totally dejected. I feel like such a mean mom!
My pediatrician told me that when they were potty training his little boy they had a big trip to Disneyland planned. He told his son that if he wasn't using the potty by then, they would just leave him home. (I thought I was mean!) The son was potty trained the next day.
This bike is the last thing I'm going to try. If it doesn't work, I'm giving up and JJ can wear diapers to college. I seriously can't deal with this any more.
Secretly, I don't think it will work.
7 hours ago