I knew it was time.
I had been putting it off for so long.
I missed window #1.
Window #2, let it go right on by.
(as in going by himself without me in the room, taking his diaper off by himself)
He is less than 2 months away from turning 3.
I was not ready because I know how... he... is...
He can be.
Feisty.
But nonetheless, it is time to get these feet moving towards the potty.
Regularly.
So. Here we are on Valentine's Day.
Sporting some Elmo underpants.
So far:
2 accidents.
4 successes.
And it's only noon.
So far, it's been good and I've been encouraged.
I will keep you posted...
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