Well, we started out the day trying to make sure he understood that potty training was going to start today, ready or not. He simply shook his head and said, in his sweet little voice, "no". Then, I asked if he needed to go (because everyone says don't start 'til they're ready), and he ran, I mean sprinted to the kids' bathroom where he proceeded to sit down on his little frog potty and said, "poop", which of course, he wasn't even close to doing. I praised him for sitting down on the potty, though it probably would have helped if he had taken off his shorts and his diaper first. So, I then proceeded to take him into his room and I showed him his big boy underwear and his pull ups. I was told never to underestimate my kids, so I explained the whole deal to him. Whether not he understood anything, remains to be seen...
|This is the smile that says, "I am going to give my mommy a run for her money!"|
|Elmo Potty Time Songs... REALLY?|
On another note, Sophie sounded good tonight, like she was too busy to talk. She and her dad went to a movie today. I can't wait to see her tomorrow. Miss her terribly.
Thanks for reading, and happy Saturday!
Goodnight & God Bless you, friends,