Nati is potty trained. We’ve been working on it for over a year, but never fully committed. That is, I never fully committed. I didn’t want the hassle of an accident in the middle of the grocery store or church. Nati’s been ready for a while, but every time we left the house or at bedtime, I diapered him up…and also any other time either of us didn’t want the hassle of the potty. I decided it was time to rip off the bandaid, and on his third birthday I insisted that he wear underwear all day. He had zero accidents. I was high on this success so we decided to try underwear to bed. He was dry in the morning. We are going on 72 hours diaper-free and accident-free. I am so happy I could cry. (Actually I did get a little misty-eyed as he voluntarily pooped in the potty yesterday. Motherhood makes you do weird stuff.)
The following conversation took place while he was sitting on the potty shortly after I took this picture.
Nati: “Is that a picture of me pooping?”
Nati: “Thank you! It’s beautiful!” (Sees my deodorant.) “Where’s my shaver?”
Me: “You don’t have one, but when you get big, you can shave your face like Dada.”
Nati: “Oh. Do you shave your face like me and Dada?”
Nati: “Look, big-boy-diapers! I don’t need a diaper right now. Do you need a diaper?”
Nati: (Looks at his wrist.) *gasp* “Do I have a watch? I don’t know what times it is!”
Me: “You don’t have a–”
Nati: “Shhhhh! I think I hear a car on the road.”
*pause while airplane drones in the background*
Nati: “Okay you can talk now.”
(This conversation has been shortened to fit the allotted space. Other funny things were said.)
Thankfully, turning three has in no way diminished his hurricane superpower. This took less than 60 seconds:
Meanwhile, little miss Lily has been growing by leaps and bounds. She says Mama and Dada*. (*This has yet to be verified by a third party.) She tries to say Nati, but it comes out more like “Aaaa-Eeee.” She is also cruising around holding on to furniture, and occasionally lets go for a second and stands on her own.
Accordingly, she is also sporting her first fat lip.
Onward, ho, to the land of just one in diapers!