
I've been postponing potty training because many of my friends have been saying how long and difficult it has been to convince their little ones to go. Over the weekend we decided we have to do it before he turns 25. Well, it happened like I hoped. Once he did it-he would think it was so cool. He has a little toilet that plays music when he does his business. I heard it today and I heard him exclaim, " I did it!" he was so proud. I'm glad he does it on his own and I don't have to ask anymore. He loves wearing his Thomas the Train and Lightning McQueen underwear and wants to potty train Ingrid so she can ride the train with Daddy too. He is so happy to be a "big boy" and so am I.
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