We've been potty training June for a while now. Months, in fact. We've tried a few different approaches with varying levels of success and a couple of months ago things were going well. Did she still pee in her diaper? Yeah, she did, but she didn't poop in them anymore.
And this was great with us. Did we want her to pee in the toilet? Absolutely, but if she didn't feel it, she didn't feel it. We don't wan to put expectations on her that she literally can't live up to, that's not fun for anyone. Along with that, I don't mind the peed in diapers. Easy off. Easy in the garbage. No real smell. I can change those all day long.
But the poop ones, those are a different story. You have to wipe a bunch and it smells awful, and when she started pooping on the toilet I was a happy guy.
Well, I was not so happy yesterday. I was near her and smelled a horrible smell. Yep, she'd went poop in her diaper. As I changed her we had a long talk about how I don't like cleaning up poop, and how it smells yucky, and how if she did it again she was going to time-out.
As sure as the sun sets in the west, she pooped in her diaper again today. So, she got time-out, and I had the brilliant idea to let her smell her diaper so she could smell what I smelled every time I changed a stinky one. Her reaction: Big inhale, "It smells like... poop. Yummy." The giggle that followed let me know I'd been gotten the best of. The next 16 years are going to be hard. Pray for me.