About 4 months ago, when my son was 21 months old, he brought joy to our hearts by potty training himself.
<< The child is a prodigy! >>
I thought.
After 3 months of peeing and pooping in the potty like clockwork, something happened.
He got bored.
I started finding urine in my tupperware (it is the one cabinet he has access to)... then urine in his turned-upside down toy drum, and finally caught him pissing in the dog's water bowl.
He howled with protest when the diapers went back on; if I don't put shorts on over his diaper, I can be sure to find him watering my african violets with his own personal watering can.
So, here I am... my son was potty trained... and now he's not.
What do I do?
<< The child is a prodigy! >>
I thought.
After 3 months of peeing and pooping in the potty like clockwork, something happened.
He got bored.
I started finding urine in my tupperware (it is the one cabinet he has access to)... then urine in his turned-upside down toy drum, and finally caught him pissing in the dog's water bowl.
He howled with protest when the diapers went back on; if I don't put shorts on over his diaper, I can be sure to find him watering my african violets with his own personal watering can.
So, here I am... my son was potty trained... and now he's not.
What do I do?
