Milestone: Dry All Day

September 5th: A glorious new dawn! Soren was dry all day--and that even included two trips to a public restroom! He woke up dry, too. I couldn't have been prouder (or more relieved to finally be done).

September 6th: I was planning to throw a Dry All Day Party with pizza and cake and undiluted juice. Soren had other plans; he peed in his pants pretty much everywhere we went.

September 7th: The morning went really well and then Aunt Monique came to visit. Soren and I were both pleasantly distracted and he had two accidents. I started to despair.

September 8th: It only gets worse. After a very frustrating day, Soren pooped in the bathtub. Gross.

September 9th: I decided to give up.

September 10th: I un-decided to give up. And Soren was doing really well, until a special package arrived in the mail. It was super-hero underwear from Grandma Berg. Soren was really excited about the underwear and wanted to try on every pair. He figured out that when he peed, he could try on a new pair! He made it through half the pack in half an hour before I put them away and got back out the white underwear.

September 11th: Soren was dry all day again! I even put a diaper over his underwear for our family photo shoot and he (unexpectedly) kept it dry. He was constantly commenting that the Incredible Hulk would be angry if he peed. Fortunately, he gave the Incredible Hulk (and me) no cause to be angry.

Comments

Katherine Wolf said…

I know it's probably really frustrating, but GOODNESS are these potty training posts funny.

My mother reports that I wasn't potty trained until 4, and my sister wasn't potty trained until 5. She only decided to learn when my mother told her the school wouldn't let her go to kindergarten if she kept pooping in her pants.

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