Potty Training Boot Camp Day Two--Failed

Oh, yes...day two of potty training boot camp was yet another disaster. Gwen woke up dry as usual, and we reminded her that if she had to pee, she had to pee on the potty. So, she took off her diaper, put on her underwear, went into the living room, and proceeded to pee 15 gallons of pee all over the floor. I think the only bladder that I have ever seen bigger than this girl's would be our late Great Dane, Dunstan. For those of you who remember Dunstan...well...he could pee for about 15 minutes straight....200 lbs of pure love that dog was...of course, HE was housebroken. Grumble. Grumble.

So, Hawksbill called me around noon or 1 o'clock whilst I was enjoying a lovely shot of something blue at the world's most awesome restaurant in Greektown called Mosaic (yes, that was a plug--but dude--their food is sooooo good, but I digress). The news from Hawksbill was that potty training boot camp was going exactly the same as yesterday, except today it is raining out so all the accidents are occurring INSIDE our house. Hawksbill seemed like he was in ok spirits still, however, was starting to think maybe this experiment with Gwen the Terrible was not working so well, and maybe we should go back to a diaper or pull-up or a somebody ELSE walking behind her with a bucket...

By 4 pm, Hawksbill called again pretty incoherent...I heard mumblings of damn potty training, pee everywhere, need to leave, get out of the house...when the heck are you coming home??? You know how it goes...

So, potty training boot camp ended today by 4 pm. It was a total loss. Gwen wore a diaper for the rest of the evening with not even a hint of being interested in trying to pee anywhere except in her pants...so, I guess lesson learned is that she is actually NOT ready and we'll just give up for now...maybe another week....another year...no...not another year, but seriously...it ain't happening this weekend.

But, before I go, I did get some other ideas from someone from work who actually remembers her mom potty training her and her brothers...she said her mom would sit them on the toilet and put their hand in warm water to get them to pee on the potty...hmmmm...maybe that coupled with the food coloring in the toilet idea (you know, put in blue color so the kid can make it turn green or something) maybe something to try another day. Of course, I have to remind myself that trying to get Gwen to just SIT on the potty is about as easy as trying to bathe a cat. Until next time...potty boot camp is over.