Potty Training SUCCESS!

It feels like a miracle.

A small one, at least.  And one that only a mother who has actually gone through it can appreciate.

Cooper is officially Potty Trained.

{cue marching band music, picture me jumping from the couch to the table with unabashed enthusiasm}

You may remember Delaney tried to teach him.  That almost worked. But not quite.

Then we had some success.  He would pee on the potty.  But that other stuff? Notsomuch.

I made the mistake of putting a pull-up on him to avoid pants full of poop while we were out and about (and nowhere near a potty). Sooooo…..he figured that was the way to go. For the past few weeks, he’s even been getting the pull-up and putting it on himself when he needed to go.

A twitter friend, Jill, sent me one of her Potty Tots kits to kick-start the process.  Both the small people LOVED the DVD (it also comes with a darling potty chart and stickers!) and can’t stop singing the song.  I finally had to tell them we couldn’t watch it again until Coop was fully trained.

I was afraid it might never happen.

But on Friday, something tipped.  He was walking on his tip-toes. He was scared. He was sweating. He even screamed like he was losing a little piece of himself.  But eventually, he couldn’t hold it any longer.

He pooped on the potty.  All by himself.

So we celebrated.  He told everyone he saw.  And then he did it again. And again.  And again.

So, tonight – we said a formal adios to that little potty. 

We packed up the pack n’ play. (which we used as a changing table)

And my little guy turned into a big kid – just. like. that.