To potty train Gracie, we've resorted to bribery. She's getting presents for doing her business!
Today, she comes out of the bathroom with a wrapped tampon.
"Mom, Mom, Mom. Gwacie want it."
"Tampon. Gwacie want it. Open it"
"No, that's not for you"
"Gwacie did pee-pee. Gwacie want tampon. Gwacie hung-wee!"
"Gracie, tampons are not candy. Let's have lunch"
"No Wunch! Candy! Gwacie want tampon candy!"
"Sorry honey, tampons are not candy."
"Ohhhhhh" (sad droopy face)
Funny how she knows that the thing is called a tampon. That's what living with teenagers will do to a little tot!
I gave her some spaghettios and told her she could play with her "poop trucks" after she eats. "Poop trucks" are her presents she got one at a time for doing the big stuff in the potty! She has a police truck, fire truck, dump truck and a cherry picker. Very cool!
Bribery totally worked. She's been out of diapers for over a week now. She is only wearing "Jammie Diapers" at night (same exact thing as diapers, just added the word "jammie" to emphasize the night time use only).
After lunch, I gave Gracie some candy. I gave her some gummy candies shaped like soda-pop bottles. They are cola flavored. Mmmmmm! Gracie thinks it is beer. "Yummy, Beer!" ::eyeroll:: The candies do look a lot more like Daddy's beer bottles than the teens' cans of Dr. Pepper. The powers of observation are strong. Too strong!