Off the back of our recent potty training success I wanted to dedicate a post to potty training and ways to make it as stress-free and easy as possible. Every child is different, I’ve mentioned this before and I bang on about it regularly, I also am a huge believer in maternal instinct and how […]
Last week a momentous event happened. At 3 years and 2 months old the little man told me one morning before preschool that he was a big boy and wanted to wear pants.
I’m not one to count months but for the purposes of this post the mancub is currently 31 months old, roughly two and a half and is resisting the potty still. Huff. I currently have a plain white potty which he refuses to use. Point blank. Won’t even acknowledge it’s existence.
I could find no better description for this post, it’s about bumholes. If you are easily offended or a little prude, don’t read on. To be honest you probably shouldn’t read any of my posts as I have no filter, but ho hum. I’m still flogging the dead horse that is potty training my two […]
(Original Post Date – 9/2/17 – accidentally deleted the original, bad Lisa) The potty is sending me potty. The mancub was two in November and all I have heard since he was 18 months old is how I should be potty training him.
Our Potty Training is turning into a saga. You could read War and Peace quicker than this shit.
I thought we had it cracked last week.