Potty Nightmares

Monday: Iain wakes, strips off his diaper, pees on the bed, pees on the floor next to the changing table, then walks to the babygate and calls out to his father "Daddy! I have to go potty!"

Tuesday: Iain potties at school, earning an M&M at home. He then produces "the world's tiniest poop" for Grandma, earning a toy truck.

Wednesday: Epic potty battle as Iain claims he needs to go, then gets up and announces that he needs a diaper so he can poop in it.

Thursday: All quiet on the potty front until bedtime. He goes to bed. He gets up and says he needs to potty. Nothing. Back to bed. Up again. Nothing. Each time, he attempts to convince us that he should be allowed to sleep in our bed. Ha.

On the one hand, all this is massive progress. He actually potties in the potty almost every day.

BUT. He seems to consider the potty useful on two fronts:

• It's a novelty. You wouldn't want to do it all the time, but once a day or so it's amusing.
• It's a great way to get some candy or a new toy. If the nutso parents decide this is the new standard for toy delivery, fine.

Our next challenge will be to convince him that the potty is a substitute for diapers. In other words: abandon the diapers entirely. Right now he thinks that's hilarious.