Dear Nate…
Last night, when you put your pajamas on all by yourself, we discussed what a big boy you are.
I said, “You are growing up so fast!” And you agreed, “I AM, MOMMY!”
I said, “You are growing up so fast!” And you agreed, “I AM, MOMMY!”
You have the attention span of a fourteen year old, the vocabulary of an eight-year-old, and the interests of a six-year-old. You believe you are as old as your other siblings, but you are still in the body of a two-year-old.
Can we talk about that body-of-a-two-year-old part?
You turn THREE in just a couple weeks. You start school in about a month.
It’s time, buddy. It is so time to go potty in the potty.
It’s also time to give up your pacis. The difference is that I can help you with that. I can “lose” your boppy or help you “buy” a new toy by trading your paci in at Target. The Pacifier Fairy could come (which is really just me and your dad) and take those pacis away so you would just have to cry it out.
But, really, our house is loud enough without a howling two-year-old, so I’m waiting a bit on that one. I know you don’t realize it, but I kind of control the paci thing.
The pottying, though? It’s got to be all you.
I’ve bought the bribery M&Ms, I’ve had your older siblings talk to you about how FUN pottying in the toilet is, I’ve shown you your Thomas the Train Underwear.
Now, you gotta give me something. Anything. Just SIT on the potty.
If we don’t get this ball rolling in the right direction, I’ll do this shameful thing mommies do: I will send you to Preschool in underwear when I know GOOD AND WELL you have no idea about the potty. Then I’ll have to act confused when your teacher reports you had an “accident.”
Nate, I don’t want to do this because it’s lying to call you peeing in your pants an accident. It’s JUST WHAT YOU DO.
I get you like to be in control. You don’t swim. You don’t like anyone to tell you when it’s time to get up, so you lay in bed awake until YOU decide it’s time to come downstairs.
Best example, you walked SIX MONTHS later than your other siblings because you liked the control.
Pottying is the biggest control issue there is. I’ve secretly always been afraid this pottying business would be a big control thing for you, so I haven’t pushed it.
But don’t you think it’s time to just give it a little shot?
And good news there.
From what I’ve seen of your brother, little boys have GREAT FUN shooting stuff around when it comes to the potty. That could be you, buddy…having a blast with your brother and your shooters in the potty.
What do you say?
PLEASE?!
Love,
Mommy
Can we talk about that body-of-a-two-year-old part?
You turn THREE in just a couple weeks. You start school in about a month.
It’s time, buddy. It is so time to go potty in the potty.
It’s also time to give up your pacis. The difference is that I can help you with that. I can “lose” your boppy or help you “buy” a new toy by trading your paci in at Target. The Pacifier Fairy could come (which is really just me and your dad) and take those pacis away so you would just have to cry it out.
But, really, our house is loud enough without a howling two-year-old, so I’m waiting a bit on that one. I know you don’t realize it, but I kind of control the paci thing.
The pottying, though? It’s got to be all you.
I’ve bought the bribery M&Ms, I’ve had your older siblings talk to you about how FUN pottying in the toilet is, I’ve shown you your Thomas the Train Underwear.
Now, you gotta give me something. Anything. Just SIT on the potty.
If we don’t get this ball rolling in the right direction, I’ll do this shameful thing mommies do: I will send you to Preschool in underwear when I know GOOD AND WELL you have no idea about the potty. Then I’ll have to act confused when your teacher reports you had an “accident.”
Nate, I don’t want to do this because it’s lying to call you peeing in your pants an accident. It’s JUST WHAT YOU DO.
I get you like to be in control. You don’t swim. You don’t like anyone to tell you when it’s time to get up, so you lay in bed awake until YOU decide it’s time to come downstairs.
Best example, you walked SIX MONTHS later than your other siblings because you liked the control.
Pottying is the biggest control issue there is. I’ve secretly always been afraid this pottying business would be a big control thing for you, so I haven’t pushed it.
But don’t you think it’s time to just give it a little shot?
And good news there.
From what I’ve seen of your brother, little boys have GREAT FUN shooting stuff around when it comes to the potty. That could be you, buddy…having a blast with your brother and your shooters in the potty.
What do you say?
PLEASE?!
Love,
Mommy
