Charlie just turned 3. We’re having a rough time with potty-training. This mommy is exhausted and frustrated trying to get this boy to wear underwear and use the potty. We just got Charlie new Spiderman underwear in his Easter basket.
He thinks they’re pretty awesome, but what boy wouldn’t? We’ve been stressing that you have to keep your underwear dry and not get Spiderman dirty or wet or we’ll have to take them off.
At naptime today, he went upstairs and was playing (I know… I said nap, right?) for about twenty minutes. He then came to the top of the stairs to call down to me saying, “Mommy…. Mommy… Me need you right now. Please come up here. Poopy all over my clean floor”. I groaned a bit, unlatched Owen from the boob, and dragged myself upstairs to check out the situation.
