I wearily took off his diaper expecting him to have already filled her up, but it was clean. I placed him on his training potty and he abruptly said, "NO!" and went to the big potty. I balanced him on the big potty with his hands around my neck hoping he didn't have to tt because I would become the potty. He reached to twirl the toilet paper and I probably rolled my eyes thinking how it was a trick for him to just take me away from my homemade pizza to goof off. Then he got quiet and still and "plop" (don't you love my sound effects?)
HE POO-POO'D IN THE POTTY!
Chip and I made a really big deal about it, of course, and Hill had a big smile on his face. What a great thing! I guess I will start paying closer attention to him when he says "tt" or "poo-poo." This may be a one time fluke, I don't care. I'm ready to buy big boy panties and be done with diapers. However, I am NOT ready for him to grow up. I guess I can't have my cake and eat it too? I will just wallow in my pride right now. I am so proud and he is so smart!