Destroy marched proudly into his classroom with a new pack of pull-ups for summer session at school. Search followed clutching the brown paper bag with breakfast â€“ bananas and yogurt.
His teacher laughed at me when I arrived later for pickup. Search wants nothing to do with this potty training gig.
â€œNo. I only potty at home. I donâ€™t wear pull-ups. I only wear diapers.â€ Kid has a stubborn streak in him. (But Iâ€™ve still got 30 years experience on the little dude.)
Meanwhile Destroy burst out of the Room 3 bathroom, sans diaper and his pants around his ankles.
Destroy: Mommy! I peed in the potty. And I washed my hands! <Waves hands at me>
Me: You forgot your pants.
Destroy: <pointing down> No I didnâ€™t. Theyâ€™re right there.
Of course this was the night I wrapped up my two soggy bottom boys from bath and discovered we were out of diapers.
PANIC AT THE DISCO!
I made an executive decision. We would buy no more.
Donâ€™t get me wrong, we werenâ€™t about to get crazy and abandon all disposable items.
Iâ€™ve heard of the â€œ3 Day Potty Trainingâ€ tactic â€“ ceremoniously dump all diapers and just watch your kid like a hawk. But Iâ€™ve had enough pooper-scooper duty lately. (Itâ€™s fruit season and our canine companions have been consuming the fallen fruit en masse. That shit shellacs itself to the fake grass. But I digress. And youâ€™re disgusted.)
From here on out it was pull-ups or bust.
Search was gonna be pissed. â€œI need the white diaper. With big Elmo.â€ And that would be that.
So I tried to convince him of the allure. Look â€“ your brotherâ€™s wearing pull-ups! To add to the excitement, at bath time Destroy ripped the Velcro sides of his cool touch Cars pull-ups and ripped them off â€“ shimmying out of them like a little chip-n-dale dancer in training.
Search wasnâ€™t sold.
I ripped the side tabs off a new Monsters Inc. pull up and laid it flat.
â€œLook! Itâ€™s a diaper now.â€
He looked at me skeptically. But acquiesced when I distracted him with a shiny Mickey sticker.
I hit the diapers.com website post haste. Sometimes people need to splurge and treat themselves to something nice.
I bought enough pull-ups to make sure we never run out again.
*Disclaimer: This is not a sponsored post in any way. Although I kinda wish it was, because I think I just spent several paychecks to clear out Huggies current inventory supply. Running out of diapers is terrifying.