John had been giving us a run for our money at bedtime. I
wrote about it in December. Unfortunately, it got much worse after that. I think we finally have it under control and all it took was taking away the ipad. John loves my ipad so one night at the peak of frustration I told him he couldn't use the ipad the next day if he left his bedroom. After three days without the ipad he finally stayed in his room and the ipad privileges returned. That same week he had two nights of relapse but since then has been (for the most part) a dream at bedtime. I call this a battle of wills because his three days without the ipad were hard on me too. When John has the ipad I get a lot done.
Now for our latest battle. Much to my dismay John is not potty trained. I tried the three day method in August with no success after five days. I tried again for about four hours the beginning of December only to decide my pregnant body and brain could not handle it. While I wished he was potty trained, with only one child to care for changing the diapers seemed much easier than potty training him. With the addition of Elizabeth my views have changed. I now feel like the pain of potty training just might be worth it.
John pretty much refuses to go on the toilet. The week before last I was able to get him to do it on occasion with the right incentive. So I put him in underwear on Tuesday and tried to put him on the toilet every half an hour or so. He never went, on the toilet that is. Later in the afternoon he asked if he could use the ipad. Ahah I thought now I've got him. I told him he couldn't use the ipad until he went on the toilet. He ran into the bathroom and peed. He forgot to pull his underwear down but I figure that is a rookie mistake. I was so excited but we have not had a repeat performance and John has not used the ipad since then.(Excpet for this morning. My ipad is my saving grace while I feed Elizabeth. I forgot to put it out of reach after I fed her early this morning and John got it when he woke up.) He is back in diapers because clearly he isn't ready despite the fact that it is painfully obvious he is fully capable. I figure at some point he will cave and decide it is worth. Let's just hope I don't cave first.
This is the only humor that has come out of potty training.
Quinn and Cami's dog got John's toilet seat stuck around her head after getting a drink from the toilet.