Success

I hate potty-training. No, seriously, I hate it. I've had nothing but negative experiences with it. Between Katie's runs at a birthday party to Aidan's ER visit on his fourth birthday for an impacted stool, I have decided that I won't potty-train anymore. Nope, Noah can just stay in diapers until he decides it's time, and if I have any more children, they can teach themselves. Oh, wait, what was that? Noah is ready? How can I be sure? How can I know that I won't face another miserable potty-training experience? Hmmm...I guess Noah has decided to train himself! I wasn't really planning on having the kids have baths tonight, but between Aidan's hair gel and Noah's love of nature, I really had no choice. Bathtime has become a bit of a battlefield lately, because Noah never wants to get dressed. His communication is getting so much better that he no longer just "goes with the flow". Nope, now he says a firm "no" if he doesn't want to do something, the silly boy. He was running around in Aidan's Thomas the Tank Engine towel, "peep-peep"-ing, and all of a sudden, he squatted down on my bathroom floor and let out just a couple drops of pee. I know he knew what he was doing, because he stopped. I quickly picked him up and put him on our toilet, and encouraged him to have some success. Low and behold, less than a minute later, success! I kept cheering him on, and he emptied his bladder right then and there. Even funnier, he got up, flushed the toilet, and washed his hands, grinning proudly! He was so proud that, 5 minutes later, he wanted to sit on the toilet again, but of course, he had already emptied his bladder, so that time was unsuccessful. So, it appears that my son has taken matters into his own hands and has decided it's time to use the potty! With any luck, he might be daytime trained within a week!