Potty Patrol

We’ve officially completed week 1 of Potty Training.  It’s been cold turkey.  Hard core.  A full court press.  As Grandma puts it, the Pee Pee Police are on duty… literally.  So far it’s going pretty darn well.  We’ve caught ourselves sinking to new levels of bribery… I mean positive reinforcement.  But really, everyone wins.  We’ve all really enjoyed our nightly cupcakes.  Though we did catch ourselves when James said (in his best game show announcer voice), “Use the potty and you could win a BRAND NEW CAAAAR!”

Of course there have been a couple of accidents.  And I heard about an incident at school where the first line of defense failed (sweatpants) and his shoes didn’t make it.  Apparently Miss Maria couldn’t control her giggling as she recounted the story to Dad at pick-up time.  It was either wear pink sandals from the lost and found box or no playing outside.  Poor JJ wanted to play and ultimately put on the “girl shoes.”  But he was clearly embarrassed and couldn’t effectively play and hide his pink footwear.

I’m pretty sure that will probably be the worst of it… which isn’t too bad I hope– we don’t support “potty shaming.”  Wearing diapers in kindergarten would be more embarrassing, right?