We followed the exact instructions: potty doll, no distractions, treats and drinks that perpetuate the obesity epidemic in America, lots and lots of undies, etc. By dinner time I was worried we hadn't bought enough undies, but I could tell he 'got it.' I could tell, in part because he started manipulating me for M 'n' M's by going just a little, getting his reward and them heading right back to the potty to go some more.
Tuesday: We went back to our normal routine (including all if the distractions) and even ran some errands. One accident.
Wednesday: Not one. Single. Accident. NOT ONE! I remind him to tell me when he has to go every now and then, but for the most part he does it completely unprompted.
Thursday and Friday: One accident each.
Most of his "accidents" are related to going poop in the potty, so we have a little work to do there. Otherwise he is doing a great job!!
This cool cat is my kid. How did I get so lucky?
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