Seriously…don’t judge me for breaking out into song. Potty Training my daughter was the single worst parenting experience I have had. So, when this little guy asked to sit on the potty of his own volition before bathtime last night…and then WENT, I could barely contain my joy. But that joy barely compares to the state of euphoria I experienced when he ASKED to go to the potty AT OUR NEIGHBORHOOD POOL today and then WENT.
Lest you think I’m getting excited in advance, I will share that he also ASKED and WENT during dinner. (He also used his diaper shortly after that) But I am all about Baby-Steps. Could I possibly be so lucky?
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