Monday, Seth had an accident. A #2 accident that I just was not in the mood to deal with (seeing as how we’d had more accidents on Sunday than I can count. Seriously, it was BAD.)
So, I tried a new tactic.
I told Seth that for each time I had to clean poop out of his underwear, I’d take away one of his engines. And sure enough, Gordon spent Monday night in the china cabinet.
And wouldn’t you know it? We seemed to have no issues pooping on the potty on Tuesday! Whoo-hoo!
Granted, it’s one day.
But it’s one day where I haven’t had to swish out poopy man-pants in the toilet!
I say it’s a win-win all around!
(Tiff, keep it up. Between your prayers and my tough mommy love, we may figure this out yet!)