It is 9:00 a.m in cloudy southern california. We are deep in the trenches…….of our bathroom. Today is the day. We are doing intensive potty training with monchichi.
God Help Us All.
We have moved into our bathroom for the day. We attended church service yesterday evening, knowing that our Sunday would be spent hovering around the toilet, coaxing our beloved son to pee in the potty. We are mercilessly bribing him with large ice cream cones….and shiny new toys…..and cold hard cash. Lots and lots of cash.
My husband is in there right now; we are taking turns because if we don’t one of us will end up in the psych ward with a 5150 hold.
In a desperate attempt to load him up with liquid, we have dived into my stash of Coke Zero and, with great shame, poured him a tall icy glass filled with soda!!
I ask you to please think “pee pee in the potty” thoughts for us today.