I thought we had it licked, the old potty training. We were even using the toilet on our own. But just lately little accidents keep occurring (3 or 4 times a day) and I don't know how long my sanity or, indeed, my washing machine can take it.
We made a deal last night where Little Man (henceforth, LM) agreed to a sticker reward system for dry days on the basis that he could get a prize for 10 stickers. So now he just doesn't mention his accidents and even had the cheek, when I mentioned he looked a bit wet, to say "DON'T tell me Mummy". I appreciate his time is just too full on with fun to be bothered with mundane trips to the toilet but how do I explain that the Washing machine/Ironing treadmill I'm on is not my idea of fun?
On the plus side, his tidying up skills are improving. He wouldn't leave Toddler Group until he'd tidied up every last ball and even just cleared his room. Long may it last!
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