well poop...

Potty training has sort been a bittersweet defeat I have recently suffered. After changing multiple diapers, all being cloth I decided that my now 2 year old should be ready to use the potty. I bought him training pants, underwear, treats for using the potty successfully, stickers, a small potty that fits on the big potty and a small potty for the floor. We were ready, so I thought. Vince appeared interested and eager to please, plus he loved treats and would sit there for hours on end with a looming treat to come. I gave encouragement, water to help things move along, yet nothing. We sat in the bathroom reading a book and pretending to wipe our bottom for an hour one day, not a drop of pee. He announced in a quiet church last Saturday he had to poop, only to look in his diaper and find he already had. Desperate I put him underwear one day just thinking that a few accidents would slow him a bit but he just peed and kept playing, when I announced that he had peed in his underwear, this embarrassed him and made me feel like an utter heel, so we just cowardly ran back to diapers and have remained in them since. I wish I knew the magic recipe but truly it is now an exercise of control. Vince has become very aware that now that he can talk, he can control things and now that he realizes he has control, well he is using it!!! One day he will expel all fluids in the toilet but in the mean time...