It's been a traumatic couple of weeks with the G-man. After suffering a long bout with the stomach virus, he has resorted to pooping in his pants again. This is a nasty habit for many obvious reasons. Mainly, he knows how to use the blasted toilet and is just refusing because he wants to. So, we have resorted to taking away his prized possessions when he poops his pants. He has lost:
-his BJs
-his army men and tank (that he got because he started pooping in the potty)
-his swords
-his guns
-his squirt bottles
-his light sabres
(He also has to hose himself off, clean out his pants, put them in the garage and clean himself in the shower after he does the nasty deed.)
We are running out of things he loves. I think it would be against the law to refuse him food, the other love of his life. We have also bribed him with seeing Shrek the Third when he poops in the potty 5 times. So far we are on #2... that's not a joke :)
Every time he uses the potty he also gets one of his treasures back. He has chosen his BJs and his light sabres. Today he tried attaching all the light sabres to only his underpants. He came inside with his underpants drooping down to his knees crying that his light sabres were falling off. Now that's one serious Jedi.
5 comments:
I'm not sure what his "BJs" are, but if I were threatened of losing my BJs, I'd pretty much do anything.
Risque enough?? Thank goodness there's a delete key!
No... nothing like that...his BJs are his little toy boston terrior dogs. That is so gross.
John you are gross.
I was thinking "BJ"S was like BJ from Barney
You gotta have all your light sabers at all times! So cute!
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