So I was born just 17 months after my dear sister, Lindsey. Being second born, I always wanted to do what Linz was doing (naturally of course for all 2nd borns!). If she was eating, I wanted to eat. If she was playing, I wanted to play. When she learned to ride her bike, I was out there too learning to ride mine. This was true for most things in life except napping. Much to my mother's chagrin, I was NOT a napper. Linz LOVED to nap. Not me! I was an active, rambunctious child always wanting in on the action. To me napping was a waste of time! (I now think differently about that!)
Anyway, back to the potty training lesson. When I was about 18 months old, Linz was going through her potty training phase. You know the drill--parents explain to their little ones how to use the "big girl/boy" potty. They bribe their children with treats in order to get them weaned off diapers (that's a huge expense saved by the way as all parents know!!!) and get these little humans to use the "big girl" potty.
So one day Linz is in the bathroom on the "big girl" potty. Mom is in there coaching her--coaxing and prodding (you know how it works parents!). Not to be outdone by my big sis, I decide to use the next best thing to the potty. I go in the living room, pull out the drawer on the family's coffee table, get up on there, and go straight in the drawer. Perfect! Mission accomplished. I didn't go in my diaper!
Mom emerges from the bathroom and enters the living room to find me proudly standing on the coffee table, diaper in hand, smiling clearly very proud of myself and my latest accomplishment. It's like I was saying: Look at me Mom! I potty trained myself!
So folks, that's how I potty trained myself. This might be a technique that will work for your youngins too. Just saying, it might work. But then again, now we are in the 21st century and they have iPad potties. I didn't believe it either until I saw one for myself! Take a look below! Are you serious, really?!?!
Have a great day! And remember to laugh along the way! :o)