Discoveries and confirmations over the weekend.

[saffronhare]

1. My capacity for sleep continues to astound me. I really, really love to get me some good sleep.
2. Imperfection is survivable, and even has a comfy little place on the bell curve of experiences.
3. Apparently, I have pretty clavicles. I am inordinately pleased with this, even if nobody else thought it was funny that I cross-dressed as a Hellenic-type person who liked fairies.
4. It will not, in fact, kill me to mostly let people live with the inconsistencies that keep their lives comfortable and their consciousnesses untroubled. Even better when that person I sometimes let be is my very own self.
5. All your lacquer sweet & sour sauce are belong to me! (No, I didn't *actually* use a straw.)
6. Auditioning is still the sweet, hot rush that I remember (heat and humidity notwithstanding).
7. Princess Sticky is more likely to begin changing her own diapers than to give in to potty training pressures -- bribes or otherwise. In fact, she's already changing her own diapers at least 50% of the time. (sigh)

Comments

[zylch.livejournal.com]

On the one hand I find the whole predicament pretty funny, probably because I'm out of the situation and so don't have to deal with the more unpleasant details of it. And I have to admit that a decent-sized corner of me is proud of the Princess for sticking it out and not being lured away by promises of wealth, fame, power, or M&Ms. You gotta admit, that's a lot of integrity for a three-year-old. But as you say, soon this is going to conflict with preschool, not to mention the budget drain of buying diapers that you shouldn't need anymore.

I have no idea whether you've tried this before, but have you presented it as a challenge of "Bet you can't?" I'm not quite sure how it would be presented in this situation, but I'm thinking a lateral attack rather than head-on would be better, since there's already been so much made of the potty-training thing and I'm guessing you don't want to teach her how to manipulate you to get her way. So rather than saying "Bet you can't use the potty *every* time for a week," something along the lines of "Bet you can't do X," where X = something that would require her to be potty trained. That is perhaps not very well explained, but I think it gets the gist across.

One other possibility (and this idea makes me giggle for more than 15 seconds, so be forewarned). From what I've read, she seems to have no inclination to prefer the prettiness and grown-up-ness of big girl panties to the comfort and convenience of a diaper, so trying to entice her with the "priviledge" of panties just doesn't work, yes? Have you considered switching it about and making her earn the "priviledge" of wearing diapers by having her do some minor but onerous chore each time she needs one? Can't think of any ideas off the top of my head, but something that's just enough for her to say to herself "Well, the comfort and convenience isn't worth it if I have to do that."