I started potty training my 3 year old, Ryan, a couple of weeks after Titty Monkey was born in March. No, he is still not potty-trained and yes, we started almost 6 months ago.
I began with the "chill parent"/lazy-as-crap approach, which means I bought him Pull-Ups and every few hours I asked him if he wanted to take a dump in the toilet.
He would always answer, "no, Ryan like a poo in his pants..." and then he would happily go squat in a corner somewhere.
I tried other rewards. Candy, toys, trips to the park, watching Netflix and letting him run around naked.... I even let him play with that brown play-dough hoping he would be inspired.
Our most problematic times came when I would want him to try going in the toilet at set intervals. Apparently, little boys do not appreciate being snatched from their toys every 20 min.
Every time I made him go, one of is would end up in tears... and by that I mean HE would end up in tears since I hate crying.
Finally he sort of starting to get the hang of it, but still preferred to convenience of going straight in his pants.
We had a road trip coming up, so I made an executive (read: lazy) parenting decision. Ryan would wear diapers on the trip. I didn't want to mix Ryan's inevitable accidents with his cloth-covered car seat.
Bad Parenting Decision #56845
Fast forward to after the trip.....
He basically wants nothing to do with the toilet.
I know my parenting recorded is not pristine but I really don't need another testament of my crappy mothering skills.
I just really, really, really hate poop.
As for now i'm using the excuse that I can't potty train him until we get settle in a house, and his bowel can move in a consistent environment.
Here is a picture of my diaper-clad kid pretending to be a tortoise. ("Not a turtle, mom!!! I is a tortoise!!!!!!)
Proud moments all around.
P.S. Ryan pooped in the bath last night
P.S.S. If you ever need parenting advice, let me know.