Potty training

We have big news about a big boy who is finally learning to use the toilet (No, not Joey, Callan.)  On Thursday, Friday, and today, Callan voluntarily used his own potty in our bathroom to go number one and number two.  We purchased a small training potty at the dollar store about two months ago, and for a while Callan was only interested in it as a hat.  We repeatedly suggested to him in very kind, reassuring tones that whenever he felt like it, he could use his big boy potty instead of a diaper, and this week he finally took us up on the offer.  

I wasn’t around for Thursday’s big event, though Melissa says it was priceless, but Friday’s event I was around for.  It involved Callan climbing up onto his potty and flipping through a Newsweek magazine while he waited for nature to call.  He very intently turned the pages of the magazine, scanning each article, making thoughtful nods, and occasionally furrowing his brow.  I left him in there to do his thing and told him to call me when he was ready.  I occasionally crept down the hallway and peeked through the crack in the door to make sure he wasn’t drinking toilet water or anything else like that, but for the most part I left him alone, and after about ten minutes he called me to come see his handy work.  

We are very proud of him and are amazed at how much he is growing up.  He is of course still in diapers, but we’re one step closer, Hurray!