potty champion!

Colin is potty training/potty trained. This week I decided that since I'm finally feeling better it was time to bite the bullet and just let the kid use the toilet. The first day was hard—he was super constipated and so we had a few meltdowns and accidents. But since then he's been almost perfect. He's stayed dry at night and during nap time. He's still learning to tell me that he needs to poop (usually I just catch him when he looks like he's concentrating too hard on something). He cheerfully tells me when he needs to pee. He's enjoyed putting stickers on his chart and earning a few fun prizes (trip to the milkshake store with dad, running amok at the white trash bouncy house place). He loves his Toy Story underpants. I'm really proud of him, and I'm so so so thankful that he was ready for this and is doing so well. I don't regret trying out potty training four or five months ago, because that got all of the fear and basic teaching and stuff out of the way. This time he wasn't worried about sitting on the big potty or any of that. Wonderful. Kate sits on the little potty chair when Colin has to go, and she claps when he's done. She also likes to wash her hands and get an M&M for a prize. Now if I could just convince her to keep her hands out of the toilet....