Ug. Toilet Training. It's such a pain. You're the last kid. It's just easier to change your diapers, I mean, you only pee like 4 times a day anyway. And you only #2, once or twice a week so it's not a big deal.
You turned three. Labor Day seemed like the perfect day to give it a shot. I had a basket full of treats and prizes, batteries charged on every device, and two toilet seats for you to choose from.
You are not toilet trained.
The good:
You sat on a toilet for most of the day. This was the first time ever sitting on a toilet.
You cooperated, even though you didn't want to, which was pretty surprising because you don't cooperate for anything. Ever!
You "tried" to pee and maybe in the 8 hours we were "toilet training" you got out maybe three teeny tiny drips.
I'm all caught up on Dino trucks on Netfix. And Kung Fu Panda.
The bad:
You didn't pee. In fact, you didn't pee from Noon on Sunday the day before until 7:30 pm on Monday, Labor Day. That's over 24 hours of "holding it". Ridiculous.
We don't think that you actually know how pee comes out. We tried to get you to wear some pull ups but you freaked out.
We used every single trick we and google knew of to get you to pee. Matches, cereal, food coloring, blah, blah, blah...really, everything. Nothing worked.
The Summary:
We tried. We failed. We will try again. With each of your brothers, we faced an epic toilet failure before we were able to finally get it all to work. I need another few days, maybe a week to work you and me both back up to the second try, but we will do it. It will happen. Honestly, I had hoped that you would just figure it out on your own because, you know, osmosis or something. But, it appears it's going to take a lot more work than I was mentally prepared to take on.
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