We recently decided that desperate times call for desperate measures, and bought a big bag of M&Ms to use as potty-training bribes for Julia. (I also checked out the "Elmo Potty Time" DVD from the town public library and am letting Julia watch it every! single! day! this week. Desperate times, people.)
I really thought these M&Ms were going to be my magic bullet. This kid does not get sweets, other than, say, the occasional cookie, cake and ice cream on family birthdays, and a miniature chocolate bunny on Easter. And believe me, she loves sweets when she does get them; they're definitely a major, major treat.
On Saturday night I let her taste an M&M. She'd never seen them before. She was appropriately entranced, and happy to eat her treat. But did it spur her to even TRY her potty chair? No. (Keep in mind, she gets an M&M JUST FOR SITTING ON THE POTTY. She doesn't even have to go, though if she does, she gets two M&Ms. People, who wouldn't SIT ON A CHAIR DOING NOTHING for the reward of a piece of chocolate? My daughter, that's who.)
Yesterday I even tried ostentatiously dumping the bag of M&Ms into a clear canister right in front of Julia, then placing the candy jar directly on the bathroom vanity where she will see it several times a day, commenting the whole time about how tasty they are and how thrilling it would be to get one, just for sitting on the potty for a few minutes. Nothing doing.
This is my kid: She's all like, Yeah, I like 'em. Sure, I'd love some. But I'm not going to sit on the potty to get them. SEE YA!
This is also my kid: She likes to play "going to sleep." She climbs into bed--hers, ours, wherever--arranges the pillows and blankets a million times, and just sits/lies there. In bed. Doing nothing. Playing "sleeping." It requires nothing of me. And if asked, she will tell you that no, she does not want to play something else, or go somewhere else, or do something messy or involved or effortful. She wants to sit in my bed playing "sleep." FINE. WITH. ME!