Potty potty in the toilet, who's the newest pee-er to get my floor wet?

I knew it... this day was coming. We had a trial day last week that went ok, but I didn't get the feeling that his heart was in it, so I left it alone until I thought he had more interest. Well, that day is today!

After getting Andy off to school, I was giving Justin and Ryan a bath. Ryan said "Oh! There's poopy in there!" My heart panicked as  my eyes darted across that bath tub looking for Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo... but hmmm. It wasn't there. Then I realized he was trying to say it was IN there and needed to come OUT-NOW!  Well, that was a success... but how about the rest of the day. His biggest hang up with potty training has actually been going potty on the toilet, which is bass ackwards from what I understand is normal. Last week we had a little "trial" day in undies that went pretty well. BUT he wouldn't give up the potty. No way was he about to let loose on that toilet.

So today, when I went to pick out his clothes after his bath, I grabbed him some undies. He denied me...at first. He left the bathroom and came back in with the last diaper in his drawer, and told me he is NOT a big boy. What do I do?? I had to do something to get him out of love with his polka dot diaper. I told him that it was fine and he can wear the diaper today, but it was his last one, and after this one was dirty, they were all gone so he'd have to wear underpants. He looked at me and said ok... and THEN, a switch flipped and he ran out of the bathroom, and came back 30 seconds later with a pair of undies that HE picked out. He smiled at me as he walked over to me and got up in my face, poked his little finger at me so that it was almost touching my eyeball, and said "I'm a big boy now, Mommy!"

I was mush. He won- again. I am a sucker for these little short people we made :) And the best part... we have progressed to letting it all flow freely today... he is a bonafied toilet pee-er! I am happy and so proud of him. And he is just a little proud of himself too :) But, like when Andy lost his first tooth, I am a little sad. I love watching them grow and learn and turn into their own little people with their very own ideas and personalities...but that happening means MY babies are slipping away. Pretty soon, I will have NO excuse to slowly walk up and down the baby isle at Target. Right now I can blame it on the diapers. But soon- we will have 3 BIG boys. Who is gonna be my baby then dammit??

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Here's my new version of a nice golden oldie... "Breaking up is Hard to Do" by the Carpenters

Growing Up is Hard to Do.  By: Mom.

You tell me you're  a big boy.
I can't believe it's true.
Darlin' I'm not "Mommy" without you.
Slow down, dooby do, slow down
Come on a slow-a-down
dooby booby doo, slow down.
Mommy's not sure what to do...

Don't grow so fast, whats the rush?
I'm gonna miss the drool and baby mush.
It goes so fast and now I'm blue
'Cause growing up his hard to do

Remember when I held you tight
And I kissed you all through the night
Think of all that we've been through
Growing Up Is Hard To Do

They say that growing up is hard to do

now I know, I know that it's true.

Don't say, that this is the end.

Instead of growing up I wish that they were spitting up again.

You have lost, that baby smell.
Just one more sniff would sure be swell.
Come on baby, I'll swaddle you,
'Cause growing up is hard to do!