Picture this: Me, Kyle, and Braden gather around Garrett's potty. Garrett sits on the potty, little feet on a stool. All of us tell him, "just push the poo-poo out, Garrett!" Braden offers to show him how it is done--and then actually shows him. Garrett returns to his potty, grabs the little green handles, grunts a time or two and....
...nothing.
We know he has to poop, he just won't do it in the potty. The offer of ice-cream hasn't been successful, so we upped the ante and offered a trip to Chuck-E-Cheese. Still nothing. Braden, however, now really wants him to go and is being the most patient and kind teacher of all.
All the poop talk must have worn the kid out, though, because he just crashed on his bed. Maybe when he wakes up, he'll feel the call and push it out, push it out, waaaaay out!
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So, how did it, uh, come out? Hehe.
Jack poops once in the morning and once in the evening and if I put him in his high chair, I can actually get him to go when I want him to. I think when I get ready to potty train him I'm just gonna cut a hole in the bottom of his high chair!!!
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