Some of you may remember that we attempted to try and potty train Olivia several months ago, a month or two after that, and a month or two after that. Our last major attempt was over the summer, which failed spectacularly with Olivia having a major meltdown any (and every) time we mentioned trying to use the potty, let alone get near one.
We've tried (not in this order) using the regular toilet, those insert things that make the toilet toddler-sized, and stand-alone toddler potty seats. But to no avail. This kid hates the potty. Yes, I used the H word.
Diapers: LOVE
Potty: HATE
Then something funny happened. Olivia's friend Ellie came over for preschool yesterday... wearing panties.
(Can you see where this is going?) Ellie held it like a pro and after we finished preschool her mom rushed Ellie upstairs to use the potty.
Being the nosy, desperate parent I am, I rushed Olivia upstairs to watch. Which, by the way, Ellie wasn't too keen on (I don't blame her), so we left her in peace. But I had accomplished my goal anyway: Olivia saw Ellie sit on the potty. Victory.
Well, once Olivia saw Ellie on the potty, naturally what followed was,
Olivia: "I want a turn on the potty!"
Me: "You want to sit on the potty?"
Olivia: "No!"
Me: "Okay."
Olivia: "I want to sit on the potty!"
Me: "You want to sit on the potty and wear panties like Ellie?"
Olivia: "Yeah."
So once Ellie was done I helped Olivia into some panties and onto the potty.
Did she go? No.
Did I still consider it a success? Yes.
Even though she only wore the panties for about five minutes and then insisted on putting her diaper back on.
Mostly I was just relieved that she didn't scream and cry when she got near the potty. She actually sat on it, which--for her--is a big deal.
Baby steps, guys. Baby steps.