He just turned two, but after pulling his pants up for the bazillionth time I decided to try out potty training. We primed him with three sippy cups of juice then sat back to watch the action. After bribing and cajoling and sitting him on the potty for five minutes, he promptly sat in my lap and did his business.
We went through three pairs of training pants in forty minutes with little real interest coming from the maker of the messes. So potty training has been put on hold.
I put him in a one piece outfit today.
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