On a playdate this morning, I met my friend at her door and said, "And while they play, I am here to get the scoop on potty training."
With a blank stare, she said, "Are you kidding me?? If you know it, tell me."
Her boy is a full year older than Tucker, and they have been battling this for an entire year. And he's still in Pull-Ups and not getting the trick. (In fact, Tucker is a little ahead.)
Yesterday, a fellow mom said, "Let me say this to encourage you: I know a family whose son really struggled and rebelled against the process, and he was still in diapers when he was five."
"Which part of that is supposed to encourage me??"
"Well, I just want you to know that you're not doing anything wrong. The problem isn't you. But on second thought, I guess maybe that story isn't very encouraging."
Not especially, no. (But we did laugh over the misguided notion that it would be.)
This month's issue of Parenting magazine arrived today. The cover boasts this headline:
"Potty Pros: Parents are Outsourcing."
I don't blame them. I may join them.