Last month, daycare suggested we send him to school in underpants (with several changes of clothes) to see what happens. At first, things seemed to go well - all pees in the potty, but poop in the pants. We pushed Paul a little harder to train, and he began having pee accidents at school, along with his poops. He'd also wet himself at home within spitting distance of the potty. Something wasn't working.
After a weekend of backing off (letting Paul wear pull-ups, suggesting potty visits but not insisting on them), and a week of more laundry from daycare, we decided to try one more "training trick" before giving up and buying stock in Depends.
Pants-free weekend.
Mommy wasn't keen on the idea - visions of cleaning up puddles and piles, especially after a full 24 hours of cleaning up Joss' barf, dampened my enthusiasm. But Shawn insisted that it had to work, it just had to. . . So we gave it a go.
And it wasn't too bad. No pee accidents, one poop in the potty (such a mixed blessing - it's in the right place - yay, but still have to clean out the potty bowl - ew), most poops in the pull-ups right after going down for a nap, and tushie-prints on every surface. Paul wore underpants when we went out on a few errands, and didn't have any accidents.
Oh, he also thinks he's a turtle, and has 4 feet, and insists on wearing socks on "all" his feet. . .
Paul also prefers to go potty in the kitchen. I can't wait for his future prom date to see this picture.
(Daddy and Joss provide some travelling music.)
Since Joss had been feeling better, we sent him to daycare on friday so Paul could have 100% of my focus for the first day of Pantless Potty Training. We got to have breakfast (no pants), go to Trader Joe's (underpants & Pullups), have lunch (no pants), make Challot for dinner (no pants) - Paul helped roll out the dough and braid the loaves -
take a nap (Pullups), read books in the rocking chair (no pants), have Shabbat Dinner (no pants), and talk to Grandma on the phone (no pants).
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