The boy was 2 at the end of June and has shown very little interest in potty training. It will be nice to have just one in diapers someday soon. In the meantime we buy them in two sizes: Big baby and little baby. I’m ok with that, but am trying to exert just a bit of subtle pressure. The terminology itself is deeply meaningful.
One example is a conversation we had this morning. Actually, we have this conversation once or twice a day.
Boy: Mom, I pooped. Where are my man diapers?
Me: Men don’t wear diapers. Men poop in the potty. You need a baby diaper.
Boy: I’m not a baby! Bethany is a baby!
Me: Well, do you want to poop in the potty like a man or wear baby diapers like Bethany?
Boy: [sigh]. Where are my diapers?