Alex has a baby doll that he mostly ignores in favor of his cars and robots, but occasionally, he'll dig it out from under his bed and the two become inseparable for a couple of days until the doll gets accidentally kicked under the bed again. When Alex was about 18 months old, he gave the doll a name: Baby Po.
We're in the Baby Po phase again, and Alex has decided since he's potty training, well, Baby Po has to be potty trained too. Of course. We've spent the last two days alternately taking Alex and Baby Po to the potty (never at the same time for some reason). Alex will say "Baby Po Poo Poo!" and we'll all run to the bathroom and Alex will set Baby Po on the toilet and we'll sit, and sit, and sit until Alex has decided "He pee peed!" and Baby Po can be taken to the sink to have his hands washed.
I thought this was such a cute thing for Alex to be doing, training his doll to use the potty, until I realized the true motive behind it. Yesterday, the last two times we took Baby Po to the potty, Alex requested a "pee pee treat" for him. I keep a little tupperware of small pieces of candy (cut up licorice, gummy worms, etc) to reward Alex for using the potty instead of his underpants. The first time I went ahead and gave him the candy. Alex put the licorice up to Baby Po's mouth and said "yummy Baby Po!" then quickly, if I'd have blinked I'd have missed it, popped it right into his own mouth. I fell for the trick the second time too, only he didn't even bother trying to feed it to Baby Po, he just ate it himself then walked out of the bathroom with a big grin on his face. That sly little dog.
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