I’m happy to report that Sam’s potty training progress appears to be back on track. We had been blaming Baby Bea for the regression that took us back to square one, but during Sam’s last days at pre-school Bill noticed that he was pretty much being coached to think that running around in wet and dirty Pull-ups was normal. I’d noticed a few times that when I picked him up from school his pants would be very full and ballooned out with liquid but Bill also saw him being taken to the potty when he had already peed in his Pull-ups, asked to go through the motions of going to the toilet but not really do anything, then have his wet underwear pulled back up again. Aaargh! That really went a long way in explaining why Sam had been infuriating us by peeing in his pants, then going to stand by the toilet and giving himself applause for going potty!
Thanks to some thoughtful friends and relatives who gave Sam some fun sticker books for Christmas we decided to try a different tactic. Now when he goes potty in the toilet successfully he gets to choose a Bob the Builder or Thomas the Tank Engine sticker to proudly wear. It’s worked a treat. Sam’s back into cloth big boy pants during the daytime now and is back to going to use the toilet on his own without help.
This morning when he got to choose his reward he pored over the sheets before as usual selecting a Scoop the Digger sticker, his favourite. He then insisted on giving Daddy, Mummy and Baby Bea stickers for being good too.
Later on I wanted to try to tidy up his hair a bit as it’s a dreadful mess at the moment and it’s getting hard to see my child beneath the unruly mop. I sat him in his highchair and brought out the scissors. That’s as far as I got though. Sam objected heartily to the idea and in a fit of protest took my good sticker away from me.
He also tried to slap me so I put him in his room for a few minutes to think about things. When I went back in to make friends again he apologised, said he was sorry and gave me my sticker back.
I’m bad, evil, mum without a sticker again right now though as come naptime he wasn’t too thrilled about having to go to bed. After I’d read him a bedtime story and tried to unsuccessfully settle him down with Digger, Rollee, Bagpuss and Dozer laid out on his pillow he threw another incredible tantrum and snatched my sticker away again.
He’s fast asleep right now and I’m about ready to go wake him up, put his wellies on, and take him out for a bit once I’m finished my coffee. I’ve been very busy while he’s been napping. Despite all the rage flying my way I’ve been very crafty and buried deep in felt, needle, thread and glue, working hard on what I hope will be a nice little treat of a toy for him.