Potty training

Ahhh potty training.  We started on the Tuesday that our AC went out, but once I found out it would be a week until it was fixed, we put potty training on hold to prevent having several accidents at my parents' house.  I let him go naked for two hours and this is what he did:

I obviously didn't watch him close enough, though, because Cal waited two hours to pee and once I turned my head for a second he took that opportunity to break the dam on the ottoman.  

At one point, I asked him if he needed to go potty and he gave me a quizzical look and said, "No!  I'm playing choo choos!"  Oh....silly me.  Sorry to have bothered you, bud!  

Mitch came out to Larned last weekend and brought about 10 pairs of cute little boy undies.  Round 2 commenced and Cal had some successful potties!  We also had to take an intermission to wash all 10 pairs of underwear, which seemed to get doused in less than an hour.  ha 

Here is our little underwear model:

Yes, that's the bowl to the potty that he is pretending to drink out of.  Don't get grossed out....he doesn't use the little potty, only the big toilet, so I let him play with the clean, unused potty bowl. 

Round 3:  Cal and Mama started intense potty training and things are starting to look up!  On July 16th, Cal started screaming for his diaper and I could tell he had to go #2.  We went to three bathrooms until he finally told me that he'd use the one downstairs.  He sat down and viola! 

 

This deserved an ice cream celebration!