Of course home is where you relax. Where you let your hair down. AJ thinks home should be the place he can be SO relaxed he doesn't even have to use the bathroom.
He loves his pull ups. They are his security blanket. You know, if a security blanket was something you can wear instead of underwear. So he carries one around, all the time he's wearing underwear.
See, what worked for us for a long time was to let him wear a pull-up every time he was successful on the potty. Backwards, I know, but that was what he wanted, and that is what has been working. Only now he fights putting the underwear on again, later, after pull-up time is over. Seems we've hit a potty speed bump.
Or a potty brick wall.
He's so obsessed with those pull-ups. Loves them. Sometimes he'll go upstairs and change from underwear into a pull-up by himself, all sneaky-like. I started keeping the pull-ups put away. He found them, and I think hid them. A jumbo size pack of pull-ups disappeared in one day. He's hiding them, I'd put money on it. I don't know where.
Frustrating as this is, I can't help but be impressed with his manipulation skills.
Take THAT, developmental delay diagnosis.
Is there a potty training boot camp I can send the boys to?
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