Okay here it is. I have four children. I am potty training the FOURTH kid right now. EVERY single one of them has been very different.
Seriously, my first child, A BOY, was a mere 26 months old---looked at the baby who was 2 months--her diaper--his diaper and said, "Diapers are for babies, huh, MOM?" And literally began his potty training right there himself. Had about three accidents EVER, never wet a bed and I was done. Seriously, I wondered why the fuss!
Baby number 2, darling daughter--would NOT go in a potty. Period. Not the big one with a cushey seat on top--not the little one I used for child #1. At 27 months the old potty broke--they stood on it to brush teeth. Went out bought one that was designed to stand on--and it has a pink pot. She would not stop sitting on it. LOVED the pink. Potty trained in a week, one accident in a new bed bought when she was 4. End of story.
Baby number 3---thought was last. Didn't push until I was changing a poey diaper on a 2 1/2 year old three times a day. Hated m&m's (who knew?) other kids suggested skittles. A-HAH skittles to bribe....potty trained in a week and a half...never an accident. Another BOY. Boys are NOT more difficult.
Along comes MR. SURPRISE. Brilliant child. Really--I am the momma--but this boy seemed to outshine the rest. I even told them he would be potty trained first. Spoke almost as early as the only girl. I took him to the doctor for his two year check up in Buzz UNDERPANTS. REAL underpants. Dr is 1/2 and hour each way. He p'ed on que in the cup--nurse swore the youngest EVER to do that. He seemed to catch on VERY VERY QUICKLY. Dr. comments while talking to him--that he is the size and maturity of a FOUR YEAR OLD--mom beams....the last one down.....that was JUNE. Baby number four reverts....it is after CHRISTMAS and we are back to potty training. VERY frustrating. We took for a while to sinking cheerios in the toilet. He liked that for a day. All my other boys sat at first for EVERYTHING....this one, with so many other boys, wants to stand. That has been the key. So he stands on the little potty and goes. MARSHMALLOWS--are his love. Mom is holding out for a #2 in the potty. The marshmallows are torturing him yesterday. Today he might...I hope...have it down...again.....
I have always promised--and delivered--one special toy for them when they accomplish potty training and I stop having to buy diapers. There are three BUZZ lightyears in this house, and I am told one more is coming....when he leaves the diaper behind........for good........