Me: “C’mon Sweetheart, you can do it, just sit down and try.”
2-year old: “No.” (translation: oh, you can do better than that)
Me: “C’mon Peanut, potties are for big girls. You’re a big girl aren’t you?”
2-year old: “No.” (translation: I hear ya cluckin' Big Chicken but your pleas are like white noise. Puhh-lease. Enough with the psycho-babble, let’s start talking cold hard rewards here.)
Me: “Angelbaby, If you tinkle in the potty you’ll get a sticker.”
2-year old: “Gimme sticker!” (translation: now we’re talking…)
Me: “You have to go potty first sweety!”
2-year old: “Gimme canny.” (translation: Interesting…I’ll see your sticker and raise you some M&M’s)
Me: “OK, you go potty and you will get a sticker AND some M&M’s!”
2-year old: “Me potty!” (translation: Score! This is way too easy old lady. Your weakness embarrasses me.)
2 comments:
ha ha, candy and stickers, tell the truth, she got you all the way up to wrapped surprise presents, one for and one for her sis everytime she dribbled :) Guess it worked though. So you win :)gb
Ha Ha. We're reverting. Gavin started using the potty a year ago, but he's not all that interested anymore. He still goes every day, but also goes in the pull-up. One M&M for pee and two M&Ms for poo. But now when we say, go in and try to go, he says, "No, I don't have to go, I don't want an M&M."
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