Domestic life these days consists of potty training my almost 3 year old. My philosophy on potty training is wait until they have been waking up dry for a few months, and then bribe them with sugar. It sure is working for this little guy. Yesterday was a constant cycle of going potty, getting a treat, eating said treat, and then immediately squeezing out another drop and the cycle would start all over again. I eventually had to go out and buy a bad of M & M's that I could divvy out 2-3 at a time so he won't completely rot out his teeth or die of the sugar high. He definitely has the plumbing all figured out, we just need to work on making going to the bathroom a priority when his sisters get home from school and he's having too much fun to bother. He's learning a lot in the process too. I get a frequent run down on who the boys are in the family, and who the girls are. This morning as we were gettling bundled up in preparation for some snow shovelling he gave me a big hug and said, "Mommy, you're such a cute grirl (girl)!" Ah, the joys of motherhood!
Isn't he stylin' in his Cars underwear? You wouldn't believe how hard it was to get a G-rated picture of him though!