Leta, Briefly
October 1st, 2007Jon: “Wouldn’t it be great if we wore big girl pants and went to the potty?”
Leta: [pauses, considers that yes, it would be great, but she's three, so...] “NO!”
J: “Ok.”
L: [pauses]“Soon, dad. Soon.”
L: “Dad, can we go to the sucker bank?”
J: “Yes, but you have to wear pants.”
L: “Ok, but after I’m done reading.”
L: “Daddy, I need Pocky to feel better.” o
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October 1st, 2007 at 9:20 pm
Adorable. I’ve always said they train themselves. Patience.
October 1st, 2007 at 9:45 pm
The sucker bank? Too cute!
October 1st, 2007 at 9:49 pm
Ah! Reminds my of my youngest boy.
Me: If you go potty in the big potty, you’ll get some candy!
J: (cheerfully) Okay!
Me: Do you want to go in the big potty?
J: (still cheerful) Nope!
He was almost 4 before he used the toilet and he’s my youngest child - they’re supposed to train faster. Whatever.
October 1st, 2007 at 9:50 pm
“Soon, Dad, soon.”
Reassuring AND funny.
October 1st, 2007 at 10:00 pm
Three year olds are the best.
October 1st, 2007 at 10:25 pm
Pocky! The only reason I know what this is is because my hubby just watched some really depressing Japanese movie about kids being abandoned by their mother…the littlest girl loved Pocky. He’ll be so thrilled that all of he love of Asian movies finally paid off on me!
October 1st, 2007 at 10:55 pm
L: “Daddy, I need Pocky to feel better.”
I hope that when he gets big enough, my son says that to me someday.
October 2nd, 2007 at 6:26 am
Pocky! Go Leta!
October 2nd, 2007 at 6:39 am
that is so adorable!…
October 2nd, 2007 at 6:41 am
What I love is “after I’m done reading.” Speaking as a former childrens’ librarian, I must say that Leta just stole my heart.
October 2nd, 2007 at 6:41 am
children’s. yikes.
October 2nd, 2007 at 6:44 am
Ugg. Pottry trained 3 boys. My middle one refused. Then one day he told the babysitter “i’m going to make my mom so proud of me”. He has been potty trained ever since. One more left to go…
October 2nd, 2007 at 6:46 am
I agree with each in their own time. Apparently, I stubbornly refused to potty train for quite awhile. Then, one day, I decided I was going to go use the potty (in the middle of a road trip!). I never wore a diaper again, my mom said.
October 2nd, 2007 at 7:20 am
I’m sure you’ve heard this a million times, but they DO train themselves. My youngest niece, the most defiant strong-willed child known to man, was over 3 when she woke up one day and decided it was time to start using the potty. My sister had been desperately trying to potty train the child for a year, but eventually let it go and lo and behold! It had to be HER IDEA, no one else’s. That day will come for your family too, I promise. Leta promises too LOL “Soon, Daddy, soon.” She cracks me up.
October 2nd, 2007 at 7:44 am
Hey, that’s my bank, too!
October 2nd, 2007 at 10:13 am
Our daugher is pantless so often I think she’s channeling Carmen Electra.
October 2nd, 2007 at 11:24 am
this is great to hear. as a parent of a 2.5 year old boy, we are waiting and waiting for him to potty train, he just doesn’t want to tell us when he’s ready to do the deed.. it’s good to hear that they will eventually get the drill..
thanks
aap
October 2nd, 2007 at 1:20 pm
Potty training was the bane of my existence for four long years. I eventually learned that I had absolutely no say in the matter.
October 2nd, 2007 at 3:22 pm
http://www.stupidvideos.com/video/song_dance/Super_Duper_Pooper/ They are singing it wrong. There is a book, that you make up your own melody…my version was much better.
October 2nd, 2007 at 11:16 pm
Pocky! I miss those!
October 3rd, 2007 at 8:12 am
My middle daughter was the same way with PT until she had to pee in a cup before a dr’s visit. She thought THAT was cool, and told the dr who said, “Yeah? Well, peeing in the potty is cool too.” And that was that.
Had I known, I would have asked him to tell her about ‘potty coolness’ much sooner.
October 3rd, 2007 at 12:02 pm
Finn is the same age as yr sprite and he has also mastered the feel good vibe- I think he may get this from me. Pants are always optional- but encouraged and bought in spades at target. I think no matter how we push- they will pull if it in them- I just stopped one day and he started. smooth sails
October 3rd, 2007 at 1:53 pm
I think all 3-year-olds have some sort of manual that they were secretly given….teaching them how to be cute, yet a wee bit frustrating at the same time.
And, the photo in the next post - of all the “Little People” animals neatly lined up? My kid does that too. It’s odd, yet amazing.
October 3rd, 2007 at 1:57 pm
I agree with Leta– Pocky makes everything better.
October 3rd, 2007 at 7:08 pm
I truly never thought our daughter would get potty trained…she had all the obstacles, chronic constipation, uti’s and just plain stubborn. We started and stopped countless times. Finally, after one year, eight months she got it. I about shit myself (now that would be ironic). And how old was she? It was a few months after her 4th birthday. We had literally tried everything…stickers, toys, bribes, chocolate…she refused, no matter what. I promised her the moon and the stars and she would have none of it. Then one day, a few weeks before preschool started, she got it. There are NO preschools here that will take non-potty trained kids, so I was eternally thankful- still am. I won’t give you advice, I’m sure you’ve heard it all, but I’ll tell you what people told me….she won’t go off to college in diapers, she WILL get it.
October 3rd, 2007 at 10:38 pm
After my son had an “accident” I think I said something about flushing him down the toilet the next time,
“And you won’t be wearing swim fins, either!”
He never had a problem after that. Except for the eye tic and fascination with knives. That will pass, won’t it?
October 5th, 2007 at 12:55 pm
I used to work with families with kids with developmental disabilities. I worked with a great Mormon family (I’m the A word) with a child with Down’s Syndrome. Her older brother, the very verbally precocious middle child, all through his twos, would talk about how when he turned three he would wear big boy pants and go potty on the potty. On his third birthday, he opened a gift of super hero underwear, threw it down, and ran from the party screaming “I’m still two, I’m still two”.