This past weekend, Jeff headed to Oshkosh, Wisconsin to play in the
Waupaca grass tournament with his Minnesota buddies. Since I was home alone with the kiddos for the weekend, I thought it'd be a good time to be tough and make them "change."
For Aubrey, it was time to become potty-trained. She starts preschool at the end of August and must be potty-trained to go. Plus, I'm tired of having two kids in diapers when I know she is fully capable of going on the toilet. She already does occasionally go on her own, but not very consistently and she is just as content to go in her diaper. I thought the best way to achieve this would be to put a potty seat out in the family room, put her in big girl underwear and see how it goes. Needless to say, Saturday, we were not too successful. She had 4 accidents and made it to the toilet/potty seat 2 times. Not at all the results I expected. Sunday, I decided to try again. The morning showed the same results so I gave up and put her back in the diapers. Of course, the first time she was back in her diaper, she pulls it off and goes on the potty seat. Go figure!
For Tyler, I wanted to make him "cry it out" in an effort to get him to sleep through the night. He woke up the first time around 1am and cried for 12 minutes (starting as a light cry quickly
escalating to losing his breath, screaming) before I finally gave up and went into his room. Unsuccessful. The second time he woke was around 4am. This time he constantly hollered "Ma-ma, Ma-ma, MAMA" over and over. After a few minutes of this, he started to get mad, so again I gave up and went into his room. I started to let him cry again on Saturday night but then decided it wasn't worth my effort.
Again, not quite the outcomes I expected. But, I assume they will both grow out of it eventually, right?