Well, here we are, all ready for the big day. I had visualized how the day would begin and how we would have success and everyone would love sitting on their new potty, encouraging each other.....eating treats.....one happy family!
Hmm....that's not exactly what happened.
To sum it up, I gave 2 two year olds candy all day long, giving them the most intense sugar-high that they've ever experienced thus far in their lives. THEN I expected them to be able to sit still on some plastic frog-looking potty seat for 10 minutes at a time to wait for pee-pee to come out that could just as easily come out in their diapers. I didn't let them go outside to play, let couldn't go in the pool, all they could do was read books, watch movies, and check for dry underpants.
Needless to say the result was 2 little tornadoes running through our 2 bedroom apartment screaming, clinging, jumping, throwing temper-tantrums back to back like I've never seen. I would've sat back in awe of the spectacle had they not been attacking me on every side.
After bouncing back and forth between the potty seat and the time-out corner I finally decided to slap some diapers on and go outside to let them run for 5 hours or so.
So, potty training??? Uh, no thank you. I'll stick with diapers. And I'm seriously considering never going back.....I mean seriously, we have every type of urine-collection device in our home. We could grow them up just fine on our supplies and send them out the door when they're 18 to learn how to use the potty as adults. I'm sure it would take much less sugar and a lot less time-outs by then!