A Milestone

When I started this blog, I vowed not to write about pee or poo.  Well, so much for that vow.

For the first time in five and half years, no one in my house wears diapers of any sort.  Not even at night time.  My mother-in-law told me a few weeks ago that Gloppy doesn't wear a diaper or pull-up at night when he's at her house.  I decided to try it at home.  Low and behold, it has been a month and he hasn't had an accident during the day or at night.  

I realize that by writing about this, I am setting myself up for a set back.  I am just truly amazed that at two years and nine months my son is fully potty trained.  I was terrified about potty training a boy, having heard lots of horror stories.  It seems like the things I stress the most about, turn out to be fairly seemless.

 

However, he still asks for a Skittle every time he uses the potty, and I oblige.  When the girls were his age I scoffed at anyone that used candy to potty train their child.   So I am offering my sincere apologies to everyone I judged for doling out M&M's or whatever.  I'm not sure when the candy-fest around here will end.  Right now I am just so happy to have one less thing on my Target shopping list.