Narrative Feeling Story for the book “Ish”
I made a personal connection to Kristi’s story going back to when I tried to follow the guide book “How to potty train your child in 24 hours”. I too felt extremely frustratedish and crazyish, but my frustratedish feelings occurred within only 2 hours of beginning this crazyish task.
The first premise of the book was that you lock yourself and child in a room without carpeting, along with their little potty chair and numerous changes of their clothes. You make sure to have ready lots of your child’s favorite liquids and salty snacks which you continue to offer to your child as often as they will take them. The idea is that as your child eats the salty snacks they will get thirsty making them want to drink more and according to them they will then “use the potty more”. If your child has an accident and don’t make it in time to their potty their consequence is that they have to clean it up. Sounds reasonable right? But not to my daughter! She thought it was a lark and great fun to wipe up her accidents making designs on the kitchen floor. So far I’m not feeling too optimistic about this working.
The second premise is that if your child does have an accident they must change their soiled clothing all by themselves. Maybe for many boys this would be a real consequence. But once again this was not a consequence for my daughter. She again made this supposed consequence into a fun and creative activity putting on her own fashion show starring as a human Barbie. She was absolutely delighted to change “costumes” as she seemed to think of this “consequence” parading and sashaying around the room with each of her changes. By this point fearing I would soon be bald with all the hair I was pulling out, I decided to forget this whole idea. I didn’t think having to buy myself a wig was warranted by this accomplishment.
At my earliest convenience I took that damn book to the dump, not to the library for recycling as I usually do. I just couldn’t bring myself to inflictish anyone else to this crazyish idea and become as frustratedish as Kristi and I had.
And, for those who want to know more… Jenn did eventually get potty trained. But, it was in her own sweet time, and without any of the outlandish instructions in this stupidish book.
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