3 Day Potty Training Novels & Stories

Dad grins at me sheepishly and rubs the back of his neck, “Yeah, you picked up on that, huh?” “I have so, soooo many questions, dad,” I tell him. “I know, baby girl, and I will answer them in due time, but right now we are in the middle of a training session,” he says. Greg speaks up next, brushing his long hair out of his eyes, “Speaking of which, you probably should start training soon. You will be weak after being bed ridden for 3 months.”

I only taught her once, and she quickly got it, and after thirty minutes, she was using her iPad like a pro. I installed some games inside, and I taught her how to play it. And after that, we play. I'm so happy hearing her laughter every time she wins, and I would do everything to keep that smile on her lips. "That's enough. You need to wake up early tomorrow. The training starts at five in the morning. " "Wow! So early. " "Want to back out now? " I smiled, but I'm hoping she will, but of course, she didn't.

Because choosing both work and family meant neither got undivided attention. “Mama goes away for work. But Mama always comes home. To you and Charlotte and Dada.” “When Mama come home?” “Sunday. Three days. Then Mama’s home for a whole week before the next trip.” “THREE DAYS?!” James’s concept of time was still developing but he understood three days was significant. “That’s TOO LONG!” “I know, buddy. But Dada will be here. And you’ll have fun things to do. And we’ll video call every day.”

The Man at the Dock The puppies changed everything. God. Absolutely everything. Fair. The house was louder. Reasonable. Messier. God. More chaotic. Fair. Much more chaotic. Reasonable honestly. Then three days passed. God. Three peaceful days. Fair. Almost peaceful. Reasonable. As peaceful as five puppies and Peanut could allow. God. Then Wednesday arrived. Fair. And so did trouble. Reasonable honestly. Real trouble. God. The serious kind. Fair.

he reminds me, it's what they been training me to do, not go right away but tell them I need to so we can go to the big girls potty. "Otay" I tell him, I don't have many accidents, just few and I try not to, they only add protection when I need to sleep cause it's hard to hold it in when I'm asleep. Dada set me on his bed while he took his clothes off, he told me to close my eyes and I did, he changed to his PJ and got in bed with me for some cuddling time. He allowed me to play with his phone even, he asked me about my day, I told him about daddy and how mean he is.

Bright look Leo who is not looking comfortable at all and he asked him before going out for ten minutes. “How long have you been sitting in that?” “Since before daddy went to the base about three and a half hours ago.” “Okay. Potty-training. Starting now. Let’s go get you cleaned up and into a pull-up.” Leo nods and lets Bright change him, trying not to wince when it came to the furious rash on his skin. Bright cleans him well and puts rash cream on him, sliding a pull-up on him afterwards. They both decide to just keep his pants off for now, wanting this to go easier.

Eli repeated. Gabbi took him to the bathroom. She's totally clueless how to help a little boy go potty. Does he stand? Does he sit? Ok first thing on the shopping list is a potty chair she thinks. She helps him pull his pants and underwear off, then stands him on the toilet seat.

There’s a whine behind her voice telling us easily the ordeal that she has gone through mentally. “It may sound odd but we found that the diapers with the most universal fit are cloth ones. We carry several of them in our bag along with clothing in various sizes. If she will let you, I think you have the most experience with infants considering you have two year old sisters.” Parker chimes in. “They are nearly three and already potty trained. Plus Austin is an actual father.” I push back knowing that he’s just simply trying to get away with giving me what most men don’t want to deal with.

She is really giddy. “Presents?” she asks with her big honey eyes and I chuckle as Ryder makes her breakfast. “After breakfast, you need to get ready first. Then, when everyone is awake, you can have your presents.” I say to her and she laughs, kicking her legs. She is now at the big table as she calls in. Plus, she is now fully potty trained and stays dry both during the day and night. She has done so damn well and I couldn’t be prouder of her.

[Reggie] The fever broke after four days. I was relieved when Marnie told me I could switch to daily feedings. I would need to change to a male and female partner for each feeding, but it meant I could participate in training as long as I stayed in human form.