This morning, my wife called me at work. I thought it might be something with my kids, but this message was definitely more positive than I could have ever hoped.
My two-year-old son, Scott, used the potty. Number 1! Yeah!
Last night, he just kept wanting to play around with it, and we were trying to go to bed. Before going to the sitter today, he used it. Then stuck his head in and said, "yuck". My wife called me after dropping them off and noted that he tried again at the sitter's house
Woot, pull-ups are official now! We got the first set from Holly's aunt and uncle. We were really just kind of using them out of convenience. Scott is now Two, and we've had these two packages of pull-ups since Christmas. We'll have to finish off the packages, and maybe get another, or just move straight to big-boy underwear.
So, now... the real question. what kind of cartoon do I need to get for my two-year-old son's underwear. Spider-Man? Cars? I think I remember wearing "The Incredible Hulk" underoos... maybe I should ask my parents... a poll on my blog might be cool, if only to reveal that nobody actually reads it yet.
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