August 24, 2005 - did I say something about potty? -
Well, Everett understands potty vernacular now. "I went potty, that means I get chocolate?" is his favorite refrain. Hershey's chocolate kisses were daddy's idea, and they have proved to be excellent bribes. Except. Except that they're limited to potty situations that fit Everett's parameters. For instance:
- Everett must be naked from the waist down
- Everett must be inside
- Everett must be fully awake
- Everett must not need to go poop
So, if we can just go around naked, and wide awake, and stay in our house for the rest of our lives, well, Everett is potty trained. Oh, that is, if he never needs to poop again.
In other words, Everett is not potty trained. Stefania suggests that I might need to spend some quality alone time with him - i.e. attention - to "cure" him of his accidents. While this might work, I've been sporadic at best.
