Potty training attempt #1 (May)
After a few weeks of talking it up, I decide, on a whim, to bring the potty-chair up to the main level. Faith excitedly jumps on it. Sits/tries for 3.5 minutes and begins yelling “I can’t! It’th too hard!” She gets off crying.
Over the next 2-3 days, I bring it up and she gets very upset, insisting “I NOT try it. It’th too hard!”
I come down one morning and don’t see the potty chair. I ask around. Faith, says matter-of-factly, “I took it back to the bathement, because I HATE it!”
Potty training attempt #2 (July)
After reading a particularly inspiring potty-training book from the library, Faith decides she’s a teensy bit interested in being like Ashley (the main character) so we retrieve the potty chair from the basement again.
But not really. After gently cajoling to sit on the potty, try on the gorgeous Dora panties, watch Dad sit on the potty-chair, etc., Faith is in intractable tears.
About 30 minutes after we switch activities, we notice Faith hoisting the potty-chair and heading down the stairs with it “Becauthe I don’t like it!”
What’s that phrase again? "No one goes to kindergarten in diapers”? Something like that?