Sunday, September 6, 2009

Cold Turkey

This week was probably the worst week of James' life and subsequently one of the worst of mine. We took away his binkies, bottles, and wii. . . cold turkey. (He gets to play the wii again after he goes poop on the potty. So far, he only goes in his pants.) The first couple of nights were pretty pathetic. He just cried in his bed and said, "It's too hard. I don't wanna do it. I don't wike it." He had some serious withdrawl to contend with. Now that it's been a week, I dare say he's a bit calmer. A bit. Without the constant need to feed his wii addiction, he has taken to doing jigsaw puzzles again to fill his time. A couple of days ago, after one of the girls came out of the bathroom, James said, "You go poop on the potty? You can play wii!"

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  1. Oh James. Oh Lismarie. My heart and head ache for you. I'm so sorry. But if you go poop on the potty you can play wii too.

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