The other day while folding laundry in the laundry room, Tate spotted a white box on the top of the cabinets. "There's Bubba's cake!" he squealed. He was terribly disappointed when he found out it was just a box of Christmas things, but it did give me the bright idea to bribe him with his very own "birthday" cake if he would start going to the potty. He was extremely motivated by this thought and has only had two small accidents since then (5 days ago). We let him pick his cake out last night and he chose a superhero cupcake combo. Yeah Tate! He and his Bubba enjoyed his treasure last night.
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