In college, my friends used a “p-l” in front of any word when it was fake.
(They took the p and l from the word plastic.)
So….for example:
Splenda would be called “plugar” for fake sugar.
Implants would be called “ploobs”.
You get the picture.
And now you hopefully understand why I call what happened today “plotty” training.
I looked over at Dash, and his immediate response was, “Don’t look at me!”
I gave him the spiel.
“If you go on the big boy potty then you get to wear big boy pants like Douty.”
He wasn’t having it.
So I grabbed him and stuck him on the pot.
He was mid-business, which finally ended up in the toilet.
Nothing else happened.
But when he got off, we celebrated and celebrated.
And then he got to flush.
He was pumped, and I even gave him a treat.
He bragged the rest of the day that he had gone on the big boy potty.
But unfortunately, the second half of his business was in his dirty diaper a bit later.
That being said….I’m scratching the “plotty training” and waiting for him to follow in his older sibling’s footsteps.
I’ll wait patiently for him to train himself in one day.
And until then…no more singing and dancing for plastic anything!
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