Thought I'd never see the day

Something miraculous has been happening in our house for almost the past month now. I've been extremely hesitant to say anything because, well, I just didn't want to jinx it.

While Gramma and Pop-pop were still here and I was visiting hubby in Fort Leonardwood, Missouri last month, Little Man became a Big Boy and started peeing in the potty!

Not just the little potty that you dump the pee into the toilet after they have gone, but the big kid potty!

How'd Gramma do it? She told him to make the water wiggle. Then, when he finally let go, he looked up at Gramma and stated, "Just like Daddy, Gramma?"

So we've been following through with this every morning and then throughout the day instead of asking we tell him, "Let's go try to potty." I'll go in with him, bring over the step stool, help lift the seat, pull his pants and pull-up down and congratulate him on a job well done.

The other day, he kicked me out of the bathroom. Said, "I do it on my own, Mom. Get out." He did everything on his own. Pulled down and up his pull-up and pants, flushed the toilet, and wash his hands. Now he does it all on his own, with a little reminder from me every once in awhile, but that's ok.

I never thought I would see this day. I'm a proud Momma.

Now we just need to work on #2 on the potty.

A mom's nose knows

Why is it that mothers have such a keen sense of smell? It seems as though every time I walk downstairs I smell one of my children emanating roses from theirs behinds. And even Pop-pop, who is sitting no more than 5 feet away, can't smell it.

I picked LMA up from school yesterday and sure enough, he had a poopy diaper. Unfortunately, none of the teachers detected the pile of roses in his diaper and so by the time I retrieved him it was up his butt so far, it was almost out of his diaper. Of course they felt horrible having missed it.

He used to tell us when he had a poopy diaper, but now no more. He only tells me when he has a really big pee-pee diaper after his morning explosion. And the extraordinary part is that he holds it ALL NIGHT LONG and then sometimes an hour into the day.

We've been trying so hard to get him to be potty trained. Gramma even tried while she was here over Christmas and made LMA walk around without diapers or even big boy underwear. One morning he managed to pull his pants down and poop on the rug downstairs. I've tried rewards from candy to trains to a huge tube of 70 cars and trucks that is hanging on the back of the bathroom door. Even a chart where he can put a sticker on it when he uses the potty. Still a no go. I've been telling him that I'm not buying anymore diapers for him. What he has in his room is all we have left. As of right now, only 14 left. And I have no idea what we're going to do when they are gone.

I've come to the realization that I'm going to have a four-year-old walking around in diapers.