Well after 2 months of gruelling torture, I believe the war is over. Dace has decided to be a big boy and do the right thing, use the potty. He never really wanted to use the potty, he loved his diapers. We tried everything to get him to want to use the potty. I even acted like a fool dancing around the house singing every time he had a successful trip to the bathroom. We bribed him with candy and toys (like all good parents do.) It seemed that nothing was going to work. He threw a royal tantrum when I told him I was not going to buy anymore diapers. "You buy me diapers! You buy me diapers!" he yelled over and over. I was begining to feel that all was lost. I kept telling myself all would be fine if we could just get him potty trained before kindergarten.I am glad to report it has been almost 2 weeks since his last accident. He has even been making it all night. I do believe the war is over. I just hope there are no belated battles. I cross my fingers that his aim is better than Reese's.


