Zeke has been wearing underwear for about three weeks now. I'm trying to take a zen approach. The carpet already looks horrible, which helps. (Obviously, he's not allowed near the couch.)
The thing that motivates Zeke is wearing underwear. The Batman is his favorite. He tells me that Batman is a bad guy until he takes off his mask. Then he is a good guy.
He only volunteers that he needs to go when we are out and about, trying to accomplish something. At home, he doesn't go into the bathroom on his own. Usually, I notice a tiny spot of wetness on his person and escort him to the toilet. If I don't notice in time . . . .
I check him frequently.
He wears Pull-Ups when we go out, and the most reliable hours for staying dry are while he either out or napping.
We're pretty square with #1. Number 2 is a different matter, even though Victor taught him the magic words: "Rrrrrrrrrrrr YAK!"
Zen approach.
Zen.
Approach.
1 comment:
Don't forget to breathe deeply.
Good luck.
Post a Comment