Potty training, two weeks in.
Peeing? Excellent. Still needs reminders, but has even ventured into the bathroom on his own without prompting.
Overnight? Amazing. We’re waking him up to go before we go to bed, and he makes it through until morning. I’d love to take credit for this, but it’s clearly genetic, as Neko had no trouble at night either.
Pooping? Not quite as good. We’re on day two where he’s actually used the toilet, but only after being bribed by a sucker. But a 25 calorie, 10 grams of sugar bribe is okay in my book in comparison to scraping poop off of my child and all the things he came in contact before I discovered what occurred. I never had to do this with Neko, so I just hope I’m not still handing out suckers in high school.
Someday, when this is all over, I will confess to those of you whose bathrooms have been the victims of Shep’s not-quite-perfect aim. But I will say that I’m traveling with Clorox wipes.
Try not to be totally jealous of my glamorous life.