Potty Time Fail

There are going to be no surprises in this one. The title gives it to you straight. I decided, once again, to attempt potty training with Riley. Granted, I probably could have prepped a little more, but it was at least a somewhat measured attempt. Yesterday, we went to the library and picked out the Potty Time with Elmo DVD. She already had Elmo underwear, and we already had the Riley-sized potty.

(Sidenote: Elmo was and is entirely her choice. That red furball's voice grates on my nerves. Seriously, Sesame Street, why?!)

Last night, we watched the DVD, and I made sure to intersperse comments about how "awesome" and "neat" it was that Elmo was going on the big kids' potty. I mean, wow!

Today, I asked her if she wanted to wear her big-girl underwear. Initially, she refused, so I dropped it. I've heard, enough times, that it's not worth it to push your kid. A few minutes later, though, she told me she wanted to wear them. On they went.

After playing cars and modeling a little...




... here's where we ended up.

She sat there for OVER AN HOUR, watching VeggieTales, with no urine or excrement to show for it! For heaven's sake, I even let her eat her lunch, sitting on the potty! Sheesh. The kid's a model of self-control (or something?).

So I suppose I'll be waiting a while longer. Like my mom apparently used to say, "How many 21-year-olds do you know who can't do this?"