Once upon a time there was an older brother. He got to do things that the younger brother didn’t get to do. Ever. Like go on tractor rides with Pop Pop.
Progress: A little over three months ago, we moved in with Ryan’s parents. Dexter was 12 (ish) months old so I figured it was time to wean him off of his bottle. Oh, how he loved his bottle. During the transition of moving, I decided it was too much change and I didn’t want to push it. I kept putting it off and putting it off until about three weeks ago. We had a couple of rough and inconsistent days, then he got sick, really sick, and I just wanted him to drink to stay hydrated. I didn’t care what he was drinking out of. As soon as he was better, it was full steam ahead. A rough few nights later, he totally adapted to the soft spout sippy cups and has not had a bottle for over two weeks now. Success!
|Nuk 10 oz learning cup|
No progress: Theo peed in the potty 3-4 months ago, too. He has days and weeks of doing well, and then nothing. Just a couple of weeks ago he declared that he wanted to wear underwears in the car. I let him. He did awesome. He did this a few days in a row and had no accidents. Then he flipped the switch and turned it off. That’s what he does. Days of underwears then weeks of refusal to wear them. I don’t know about this kid. Obviously he has the control to hold it and the ability to tell me when he has to go. I think he’s just lazy.