Monday, April 16, 2012

"Potty Training Girls Is Easy"

Once upon a time I was trying to get Keith potty trained.

I got a lot of sympathy from other mothers.  Most of them told me boys are a lot harder to train than girls.  Girls are so easy to potty train.  Just wait until Faye is older and you will see, they all told me.

I wasn't very diligent with Keith, but he seemed to be progressing slowly but surely.

Then one day he went to his friend's house to play.  His friend needed to use the potty and asked if Keith would like to watch

** three year olds are great that way **

Keith of course said yes, and came home potty trained.  He never had an accident or any problems after that.  I guess he just needed to see someone his size actually use the potty.  It was cake!  

Faye is now older and I do see.

I see that they were full of lies.  All of them.

Or else they had very obedient non strong willed children.

Currently I am trying to potty train Faye.
Not easy.

Not in the least bit.

By the end of the day, we generally go through her whole supply of undies.

I have tried "The princess will be sad if you pee on her.  She likes to stay clean and pretty so don't go peepee on the princess."  only to have Faye run up to me half an hour later and say 

"Mommy, the princess is sad.  She is so sad, Mommy."

"Why, Faye?"

"Because she got peepee all over her."


I have tried bribing her.

I have tried potty treats.

Nothing has worked yet.

And so, I have declared this week Naked Bum Week.
Faye only gets some sort of bum covering when we have to go out on the town.  

Most likely it will be a diaper.  I attempted undies today.  They were her rose petal pink ones, and she was so excited to wear them.  She informed me that we can't pee on the pink undies.  The pink ones are special. I smiled and hoped it had finally sunk in.  We left to pick up Keith from preschool.  She had gone to the bathroom right before we left, so I didn't think there would be a problem.

But there is something about that school that always makes Faye smelly, and this time was no exception.
Fifteen minutes after we got there (I had a meeting I needed to go to so we would be there a while) Faye ran in to the meeting room looking for me.  She had a surprised look on her face.


We rushed to the princess potty (I call it the princess potty simply because it is a little kid toilet.  I explained to her that it was made special for her), only to discover I was too late.  She had relieved herself in those pretty pink undies.  Training from when I was little and my little brother or sister was a baby in cloth diapers kicked in.  I had been an expert at cleaning those things out.  Faye's undies were no different.  In fact, I suspect they were made out of the same material.  Not a pleasant thing to do, cleaning out diapers/undies.  

After a thorough had washing, I put her in a diaper and went back to my meeting with the lesson well learned.  No undies on outings.

Or when she is sleeping.  

Outings and sleep.  Those are the only two acceptable times for her to cover up, otherwise, she gets to feel the breeze where people rarely get to feel the breeze.

I am optimistic that I will not have to buy any more diapers for her.  Mainly because of my stubbornness.  It is warm enough for her to go around bare bottomed.  She needs to learn to use the potty.  She WILL learn how to use the potty even if she has to go around half naked this whole summer.  
As they say
Mommy always wins, and we lived happily ever after.

The end.

P.S.  I have been trying to get a good photo of the hair.  I seem to forget about it when my hair actually looks good. On frizzy days, oh yes, of course I remember!  So, I finally decided to post a frizzy no make up photo.  And lets be honest here, this is what I normally look like anyway.  I might as well embrace it, right? 
 I will try again the next time I straighten it.  The color shows more then anyway.
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