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GUPTA! GUPTA!
GUPTA! GUPTA!

Hubby and I will be here SOON!

It is no secret that Hubby and I are VERY much looking forward to Punkin being potty-trained. We have tried encouraging her, teaching by example (me, not Hubby), reminding her, rewarding her, and downright bribing her. Nothing has worked... at home.

Have I mentioned that she'll go on the toilet at school, but when asked if she wants to do it at home she says "No, I just don' wanna." Have I?

Talk about frustrating! We don't want to force her, (God knows she'll have enough to talk about with her therapist later) but we just want her to achieve this one tiny little milestone. For us, Punkin... just please do it.

It was in an email to another journaler (you know who you are) that I jokingly mentioned using "reverse psychology" with Punkin. The more I thought about that, the better it sounded. (I thought about it for several days, too.)

Last night when we arrived back at the homestead after work/school, we asked her if she "still had flowers." (That's "pull-up savvy parent code" for "did you pee in your pull-up again?") She said "Yes," she still had flowers, and "No" she just didn' wanna sit on the potty.

It was at that point that I waved the proverbial white, soggy pull-up in surrender. I told Hubby about my plan, and he was with me on it. (After all, nothing we'd tried so far had worked. We're not any worse off than when we started, now are we?)

Hubby announced that we were going to take Punkin size potty out of the bathroom. She said that was fine, I think she may have even gone upstairs and brought it down for him.

We, The Parents, kind of keep reminding each other that we are not even going to ask her if she wants to sit on the toilet. We'll be warning all of the Grandmas and Aunts that they are not to ask either. (Take note Grandmas and Aunts!!)

It might work, you know...

I was explaining our new strategy to Erika this morning. She took it a step further and laughingly joked that if Punkin WANTS to sit on the toilet, we shouldn't let her. The conversation had me laughing so much my sides hurt. (Ok... you kind of had to be there.)

See, my theory is this: This whole potty-training thing is one of the only things that Punkin can control. She has probably picked up on the fact that the lack of cooperation frustrates us. There are two things that Hubby and I have in abundance. A tendency to control things and a stubborn streak a mile wide. She is our daughter all the way, too.

I may sound like a loon to some (it's all a conspriacy, I tell you!), I might make sense to others. All I know is that it will happen when Punkin is ready, and not a moment sooner. I just hope it happens before she starts kindergarten.

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