I'm a Failure

This morning at breakfast Lukey said, "Tee-tee really feels kind of like...warm." At that moment I was disgusted, but relieved that he was wearing a Pull-Up. About 2 minutes later he said, "Mommy! Why are my feet all wet?" At THAT moment I was disgusted and highly irritated that the Pull-Up did not do the job that I paid it to do!

I don't know why I can't get a 3-year-old boy who communicates so well to tell me when he has to go to the bathroom. And you may be thinking, "Oh, well you just need to take him to the bathroom all the time since he won't tell you when he needs to go." To which I would reply, "I have done that and he cries and screams and has a tantrum when I take him to the bathroom for #1, and he won't go."

On Friday I took him to the toy store to pick out a big boy bike, and I told him that I would buy it for him when he starts wearing underwear. After riding it all around the store he told me that he really didn't want it. He also doesn't care about receiving candy or treats for going to the bathroom. He's not bothered by the fact that he has much younger friends who are already potty-trained. And this is the one and only thing that Jackson does that he doesn't want to copy! Dr. Patil said we should have him wear underwear inside the Pull-Up, so we're going to try that strategy this week.

Don't worry, btw. If you come to my house to eat, I will make sure you don't have to sit in Luke's chair.