Perhaps you remember this little potty-trainer…
The 2008 potty training season didn’t go so well and my pregnant self just could not do all the clean-up anymore. So, I let it go and put the little lad back in diapers until I was a little less rotund and the simple act of bending over didn’t require hours of recovery.
A few months ago I decided I could once again juggle a potty trainer and a new baby and I tried THIS METHOD (which is pretty much what I had done in my original potty training post). However, one day while on a 30 minute errand with my mom on potty-training duty, our darling son managed to go in his shirt (which ultimately means the floor) 5 times!! My mom gave up and put him in a diaper…she was NOT happy. When I asked him about it, he gave me that little Irish smile of his and I knew we had to pull out the big guns!
Look closely at the above picture…see the stuffed toy he is holding? Well, that was a present from his Mimi and Papa and he promptly named it Chee Chee. What does that have to do with anything, you might ask…
Chee Chee in Keian-land means Chuck E. Cheese. We often go there for birthdays (and try to avoid eating their incredibly yucky pizza!) It is a favorite of the kiddos, but especially of little K’s.
You guessed it…I bribed him with a trip to Chuck E. Cheese’s if he would not poop in his pants
for a consistant amount of time.
Folks, let me tell ya, he was the fastest potty-trainer in the West!
Here’s a few pictures from our celebration party (and yes, we did manage to avoid the incredibly yucky pizza!)
Daddy doling out the tokens
Blake won the jackpot!
Keian’s favorite game…push the button to bounce the balls into the dog’s mouth.
Feeding the machine!
We had saved up tickets from the previous trip, so we ended up getting a couple of decent toys the whole family could enjoy and then a few of the customary junk toys that kids love for some reason.
And here’s a final picture I could not resist sharing. We had a bit of a storm roll through right before we got to Chuck E. Cheese’s and here’s the rainbow it left.
Thus concludes my adventures in Potty Training Land…for year or so.