NON-PARENTAL WARNING: This post may contain material not suitable for persons without children. Rated for bribery, bathroom language, and toilet-training references.
So I mentioned that Reid thought turning three would magically make him potty-trained. Well that's pretty much how it went down.
Reid got #2 down like a year ago. He just doesn't like getting his business done in a diaper. So all year I've been thinking the rest would follow shortly. We had made the big potty training effort last fall with charts and rewards and the whole bit. But to no avail, Reid just wasn't ready. I'm not sure if it was laziness or lack of control, but whatever, it didn't happen.
The day after his third birthday he asked for undies when he woke up...since he was, after all, three now. I was skeptical since I had him try the same thing only 10 days earlier with no luck. But when your three year old asks to try, you don't turn it down. And to my surprise he made it the whole day with no accidents. Then the next day and the next day. In fact, he's only had 4 accidents in the past two weeks. He's been all over town in those undies and I think he's ready to make it through the night. He's been dry in the morning for the large majority of those days.
I complain that my kids are late bloomers, but let me tell you...it's been easy both times. And now for the first time in THREE YEARS, I only have one kid in diapers. There were even five months in there that I had three kids in diapers. I can't even tell you what a break this is for my budget.
Now once again, we just have to work on aim. Which is a HUGE problem when Reid is not wearing his prosthetic. He can't even stand up straight, let alone pee.