Potty Training Part Deux

Potty training was a nightmare with Sam. An entire hellish year started and then halted repeatedly by surgeries that required catheters and other hindrances. We reached heights of frustration I never thought could be triggered by the inability to keep Buzz Lightyear or Spider-Man dry for an entire day. Finally, a little after his 4th birthday, we were victorious! 

I have procrastinated training Charlotte because I stinking hated potty training so much with Sam! This should be different though - she's a girl, she was born totally healthy, she's been right on target developmentally for everything. 

Okay girlfriend, let's do this. 

Day 1.....we fought and cried. "No mommy, I'm just two! I can't! I'm just two!" 

Good glory. 

Day 2......I bought M&Ms, knowing full well Charlotte would sell her soul for a piece of normally forbidden candy. 

First she pounded the fluids to get all set for a bathroom victory. 

Then she went. Wahoo! But she didn't understand the task-reward system. She somehow got it into her head that crapping successfully one time into a little frog toilet equaled unlimited M&M consumption. So when she got three single pieces....SHE went to pieces. 

For the next FOUR HOURS  our conversations went something like this, 

"Mommy I want M&M"

"That's fine go sit on the potty and you can have one." 

"Okay." 

*heads to kitchen to acquire aforementioned M&Ms* 

"No Charlotte - potty first and then candy." 

"Nooooooooo!"

*sprints down hallway with princess panties around ankles* 

Here are some photos to commemorate the day. 

Tomorrow is a new day. We've got this, little one. Soon we will be back to happier times.