About a month ago, X got really excited about using the potty. He really, really, really wanted some Tho*mas the Train undies. So, we loaded up in the car (I'm all about getting this little guy using the potty...two in diapers is going to drive me insane!) and searched Alma for some Tho*mas undies. However, our local merchants let me down. No one carried any such undies. I hated to stifle his enthusiasm so I bought him some trainers at Penney's. He was very excited initially to have some undies. But, they weren't Thomas and so he really wasn't too keen on them.
A few weeks later, we headed up to Tar*get for a few things. We struck gold. I wasn't even thinking of looking there for undies but we happened to wander by and X notices all things Thomas...and he pointed them out. So, now we are the proud owners of 7 pairs of Thomas undies. Yippee!
Wearing Thomas undies is fun for about 5 minutes. Then, he wants to go back into his diaper. Oh well. As much as I would love him to learn to use the toilet, I'm not going to push. He'll do it on his own schedule...I'm just hoping it is sooner rather than later. Washing diapers every day is going to break my hold on sanity. We are having weekly successes. He generally wakes up dry from his afternoon nap, and if I wake him up I and put him immediately on the potty, we almost always have a success. So, the signs are there that he's getting ready. There is a light shining into the diaper tunnel...although it is still a fairly dim light.
As much as I'd like him to wear them on his bum, he is a boy...and thinks they make a great hat. :)
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