Think It'll Work? (It Will Take A Miracle.)

For the last several weeks, several times a day, Troy's train of thought goes something like this:

"Mom, I'm a BIG boy, and I'm going to pee and poop in the toilet, and then Santa is going to bring me some big boy undies for Christmas. Right now I'm a little boy, because I still have a diaper, but I will be a big boy."

Yes, indeed. It is SO time to train that kid. He poops and instantly has a diaper in hand, wanting to be changed. He got all embarrassed when he pooped while at preschool, because all the other kids are potty trained, and they saw that he had a diaper on.

While my mom was here helping me out after my surgery, she was really good about getting him to at least try to go in the morning and at about lunch time. (Since I've been on my own, though, that's kind of fallen to the wayside. It's all I can do to go through the motions of being a mom. Still. And it's been over 7 weeks. *sigh*)

So, I decided to try the sticker chart route:



I think I'll do a sticker for trying, and a treat of some sort for actually going. It goes until December 24, and honestly, I think we can do it. If I can just get him to sit on the potty and at least try to go 5 times a day, I think he'll be close to being trained, if not all the way trained. Oh, and we ran out of diapers his size, so we can do "little boy undies" (read Pull-Ups, which I totally know is a fancy diaper, but maybe I can convince him that it's a lot like undies so he'll treat them like undies).

Then, if he's close to being trained by Christmas, then maybe Santa can give him Big Boy undies for Christmas. And having him trained would be a super awesome Christmas gift for me, too.

Wish us luck! (And please, send some energy my way, because I really need it.)