At one point the other night (after a particularly terrible day at work that I am just now able to talk about) I had changed so many pairs of Nemo, Thomas and Lightning McQueen underpants that I gave up and let him just wear a pair of pajama bottoms. AND it was in that time frame he decided that pee pee wasn't the only thing that didn't need to go into the toilet. It only got better when I picked the Walmart bag with THE HUGE HOLE in it to put the mess into. Now cleaning it up once is bad enough...but twice is when I give up for the night...put the child back into a pull-up and make cinnamon rolls for dinner.
Last night when I was packing his bag for school today I asked which underpants he wanted to which he replied..."I just want the diaper".
I may have hit my limit. I can only hope he doesn't go to college in a diaper.
I feel your pain. I, also, am undergoing the training of the little one in our family. I just finished potty-training the dog. I put my 2yo's training on hold until that was finished b/c heck, at least I can put a diaper on the baby. :)
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