Since the inception of this blog, I have affectionately referred to my son as “Baby-Ko.” But alas, the time has come to not only acknowledge the fact that though he is forever my baby, he is in no way a baby. He is a little boy…. A little boy with an infectious smile, incurable curiosity, and an ability to produce bowel moments on a moments notice.

Yup. I simply told him that I had a Buzz Lightyear motorized motorcycle that would be his in exchange of 3 poops on the potty, and I saw in his eyes a “Noooow we’re talking, lady,” smirk that he never gave with my lousy M&Ms; and Skittles offerings. The drawn out, exhausting, and tactical negotiations that I had been dealing with for a month suddenly ceased. He threw me one last, “Holy shit, this bitch means business,” look and it was game on.
Of course, I had no idea that only 2 hours later, he would have met his goal (and then some), but a deal is a deal.

Congratulations, Jonah. Drive safely.
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  1. Monday, October 18th, 2010
    can you come potty train my son?

    you sound REALLY good at it.

    also, he has a fantastic name. :)
  2. Monday, October 18th, 2010
    Way to go, (not-so)Baby-Ko! And you too, Mom ... what a great incentive! :)

    I have been potty-training Cameron (who will turn 3 in January) for almost a YEAR now. He pees and poops consistently in the potty ... if he isn't wearing pants. But the second I put anything on his lower half - underwear, Pull-Ups, you name it - it's like permission to pee or poop in them.

    I don't get it.
  3. Tuesday, October 19th, 2010
    I should try that w Joe :)

    Love the story and little boy Jonah.
  4. Tuesday, October 19th, 2010
    You need to potty train my daughter!

    Funny how the kids grow out of their baby nicknames :(

    Congrats Jonah!