Ironically, later that same day it just seemed to click for the kid. Since then, this week has consisted of, maybe, 3 accidents... 2 of which being when he was on his Dad's watch while I was at the grocery store or shut away writing a paper for my marketing class. For whatever reason, he doesn't seem to do quite as well for Daddy, or maybe it has more to do with Kieradyn being home, distracting him. He does think his big sister is the best thing since sliced bread, and when she's not at school, he's usually following her into whatever trouble she may lead him.
I've come to the conclusion that pull ups drastically slowed down his progress. After a day or two of soaking through his pants, he seemed to be much more aware of his body's pottying needs. Honestly, he's been easier to potty train than his sister, even though I've always heard that boys are so much harder.
Of course, he's been strictly at home this week. Other than venturing out to wait for Kieradyn to get home from school, he's not left the house. So it will be interesting to see how he does when we're out visiting over the holidays. (That is where Pull Ups come in handy, though he has been waking up dry from naps and bedtime the last couple of days as well.)
I buzzed off his curls on Tuesday too, and I was practically in tears to see him looking and acting like such a big boy. How has my baby become this? (Do excuse the blurriness. The kidlet never stands still, and the Christmas Tree was on its flashing setting.)
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