Quite honestly, I was prepared for the worst. I was prepared to deal with 20 accidents a day and clean up pee and poop all day. I had a lined garbage can to throw all the soiled underwear in to be washed. I wore old clothes. I prayed very very hard that I would have patience. Thankfully, this was a time when the worst didn't happen! Joel was amazing. I put him in underwear right after breakfast, gave him lots of juice, and told him to tell me when he had to go potty. About twenty minutes later, he started to go. I rushed him to the bathroom and he finished in the toilet. From that point on, with about one exception, he told me "I have to go potty!" ran into the bathroom, and went. I seriously couldn't belive how well he did. Clearly he was ready! He loved all the attention, the treats, and the praise. He was very proud of himself and smiled so big when he would go. He's been doing great since then, too with very few accidents.
I have to admit that I felt quite a bit of sadness for this big step. Potty-training is a definite sign that my little boy isn't so little anymore. As with so many other milestones, it's very bittersweet.
We are so incredibly proud of Joel and a bit relieved that potty-training is behind us. Next on the agenda is a big boy bed. What are the chances it'll be as easy as this?!
