Dear Stacy,
My oldest, a boy, was 34 months when he was potty trained. My baby, a girl, was 35 1/2 months. With all of my children, I tried day a week, until it seemed like they were ready. With my son, he really wanted to wear "chonies," I told him that the rule in our house is if you wear chonies, you go potty in the toilet - it worked for him. We also say the "Wicked Witch" song as we ran for the bathroom. My baby, a girl, was pretty much completely potty trained at 27 months, in chonies full-time, but when my husband watched the kids and she had an accident, he just put her back in a diaper. She totally just stopped using the toilet. I was so frustrated! I tried the chonie thing with her, but she didn't care if she wore chonies or a diaper. So we started over from scratch. She was pretty much potty trained again by 35 months, in training pants, but wouldn't poop in the toilet. We went to Pizza Hut for dinner (now you know this was a long time ago!) As we were sitting there, all of a sudden she got "that look" on her face. I didn't know what to do! I told the other two to sit there - don't move! - and I grabbed the baby from the booster seat. (Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that I made itty bitty scrawny babies with skinny bird legs [obviously from their father]) As I picked her up to run to the bathroom, the poop fell out the leg opening in the training pants, and fell on the floor! I was mortified! I stammered to the girl at the counter that we had had a problem, gesturing to the poop on the floor, and took my daughter out to the car, where I had left my diaper bag, to clean her up and change her. When we got back into the restaurant, the poop was still sitting on the floor - they'd left it for me to clean up - wasn't that nice! (No wonder Pizza Hut no longer dine-in!)
All this to say - you're not alone . . . (oh, and by the way, that was her last accident) Every child is different and will be ready at different times, for different reasons (not the least of which is temperament) - I thought my baby, a girl, would be a piece of cake to potty-train - boy, did she teach me a lesson. Don't expect your son to follow in your daughter's footsteps - let him be himself.
Good luck! And remember, they are all potty-trained before they graduate from high school! (=
B.