
I suppose MOST of you do not need to be updated on Baby M's potty accomplishments, but this post is really so much more than that. YES, he did use the potty again (and this time went
poop- for those of you who are detail oriented) but what I want to share involves the rest of the crew.
Last night after spending the day at the beach I sent the kids upstairs to get ready for bed. Mike took Baby M to his room to change into pj's when he announced that he wanted to sit on the potty. On a normal evening we probably wouldn't have gone to great lengths to make this happen, but Daddy was feeling extra generous with his time. *** This might be a good point in the story to explain my potty training philosophy. Ready, it's complicated....
I DON'T POTTY TRAIN! Ok, so maybe it isn't super complicated, but from my experience the kids that have been most successful in our family learned under this rule. No accidents, no crying, and most especially MOM stayed sane. *** I added that part so that you can understand just how excited the kids are to finally see Baby M sitting on the potty.
So there he was on the potty smiling as big as his little lips would stretch. His siblings (who were also trying to waste time so that they didn't have to get into bed) were cheering from the sidelines (i.e. peaking in the potty and giving words of encouragement). When the 'DEED' was finally done our house became PARTY CENTRAL. I am not exaggerating when I say that the neighbors could hear us. We got into a single file line and did a dance through his bedroom ending in the bathroom. I am giggling just thinking about how excited the kids were for their baby brother. And this story is one for the books, or rather one story that is going to be repeated everyday for the next month (yep, it has been repeated 3 times today already!) ;)