I have been avoiding it. Really.
At first I was too busy.
Then, the baby was coiming and I had always heard about reverting. Didn't want to deal with that.
Then we moved. Living with the inlaws wasn't really conducive, and was a convenient excuse.
Then we moved again.
Then I had to unpack.
Then I had to clean out the carport and patio.
And now I have run out of excuses.
So, rather than buy more diapers, Jeffrey insisted we just buckle down and do the potty training.
I am so ready.
I have salty snacks, sweet drinks, a tinkle doll, a potty, treats for success, and Spiderman undies.
Now, I just have to do it. Get over my fear and teach the boy.
Except he protests.
"I don't want to be a big boy!" He says.
"I just want my diapers!" He stomps his foot.
And again, I am torn. How convenient would it be to just wait and say "When he is ready."
But he has been ready for a long time. So I am thinking bribing is going to be my mode of encouragement.