Potty boot camp works. 1 weekend and a few days - no clothes and towels and blankets on all chairs and seats except for....
Vivienne's Bumbo....
...sorry baby...I think she forgave you.
Chocolate incentives (m&m's and uncle Sean chocolate (Hershey's) )probably helped too.
But most of all, the #1 incentive was big boy underpants.
Goodbye diapers. Hello Cars and Thomas underoos.
We are so proud of you lil guy.
Accidents do still happen...the other day Ollie went into the bathroom to wash his hands after eating and all of a sudden Tracey heard, "Stop! Stop! No! Stop! Why you won't stop?" Worried, she yelled, "Ollie is everything ok? "No!" he said, "Something is wrong!" She ran in to find him in front of the toilet standing in a big puddle of pee--he hadn't quite made it to the potty in time. When she asked him what happened he said, "I tried to tell it to stop but it wouldn't stop."
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