He went on the potty this morning, and received his reinforcer of choice for going in the potty, a nutter butter cookie. We have signs all over the bathroom and den "First- pee pee in potty. Then - get a nutter butter!"
After school, he came home, and his therapist started potty day, which equaled hanging on the pot until success. 55 minutes on, then 5 minutes off. Then, when he has success, 50 min on, 10 minutes off, and so on.
First success this afternoon happened around 3:30. He did great! So so so proud.
He had an accident around 5:50. Back on the potty. Success at 6:50. Hooray! Accident at 7:35.
And there you have it. A few successes. A few accidents, but I think you'll have that.
I wanted to cry when the last therapist of the day left. It was nice to have a third-party back-up person. So this weekend, it's me and hubs. I think he's scared of me. I'm a little grumpy.
|But look how cute that tushy looks in his big boy underpants :)|