Potty training....

I looked back, and the last potty training post I made was just after the boys 3rd birthday.  At that time, I was very unhappy with our status on potty training.  I never thought the boys would be 3 and still wearing diapers.  I even wondered if I was a bad mom.  But thankfully, other moms of boys assured me that boys are different.  You have to wait till they make up their minds to do it, and it wasn't uncommon for 3 year old boys to be in diapers.  Most of the moms assured me they had no tips either, as daycare was responsibile for their boys being potty trained.

Fast forward 2 months, and I am so happy to say that the boys are both potty trained!  We wear Pull-ups at nap and bedtime, but big boy underwear the rest of the time.  We do have accidents from time to time (I'll share more below), but overall, we are in a much better place than we were in January.  The boys can even go potty standing up, and Jackson insists on going potty by himself most of the time (and yes....he keeps it in the bowl).

Accidents....yes, we had a very trying night a few weeks ago.  Brian was in Toledo for work for a few days, so it was just me and the boys.  Our first night went great - we finished dinner, did baths, and watched part of a movie before bedtime.  I should have known not to push my luck.  The second night, I had dinner in the crockpot, and needed a few things from the store, so off to Meijer we headed after I picked the boys up from school.  The boys were behaving pretty well, and we were almost done when I thought about asking the boys if they needed to go potty.  Then, I got distracted by what I needed yet, and didn't ask. 

Next thing I knew, Jackson had a strange look on his face, and I knew immediately he had an accident.  Ordinarily, accidents aren't a big deal.  However, on this night, he was in the big part of the cart, and the groceries were beneath him!  Luckily it was just #1, and it pooled on top of the package of Pull-ups.  However, the bathroom had air driers (not paper towels), so I had to find some napkins at the eatery.  I wiped off Jackson and the Pull-ups, and we got out of there fast.  Once home, I got the Clorox bleach wipes out and disinfected the Pull-ups.  Jackson got new pants. 

We proceeded to eat dinner, and then I was trying to get the boys to undress for their shower when....it happened again.  Jackson had another accident, which left a little puddle on the kitchen floor.  But this time, he was also pooping in his big boy underwear.  As a mom - we always wish we had another pair of hands, but that night, I really needed them!  I got Jackson to the bathroom and took off his pants.  I was yelling for Lincoln to stay out of the puddle in the kitchenand washing  Jackson's big boy pants out in the toilet, and then realized he wasn't done.  Before I could get him on the potty, he had squatted down right there in the bathroom and (you guessed it) POOPED on the floor!

After a few deep breaths, and more Clorox bleach wipes on both the kitchen and bathroom floors, we headed off to the shower....and then directly to bed.

As mad as I was that night, it still wasn't as bad as Lincoln's Bob Evans stunt.  Check this one out!  (I have to share a store about each of them, right?)

Early this month, the boys had haircuts.  Brian and I had talked about just doing peanut butter and jelly sandwiches at home quick before the haircuts, but after work, Brian decided that just wasn't going to cut it for dinner.  We didn't have a lot of time before the haircuts either.  I hadn't packed a diaper bag, so we asked school for a couple of Pull-ups - just in case.  We stopped into Bob Evans for dinner.  I took each of the boys to the bathroom, and put a Pull-up on Jackson (as he had been having more accidents at that time).  Lincoln went potty, so I left his big boy underwear on him.

We had a wonderful dinner, and the boys thoroughly enjoyed their pancakes.  They were covered in maple syrup from head to toe!  Brian took Jackson to the bathroom to clean him up and to go potty while Lincoln and I stayed in the booth and waited for them.  The plan was for me to take Lincoln to the bathroom when the boys got back.  Then, I saw the "poop" look on Lincoln's face.  I wasn't prepared for this.  No wet wipes, no additional clothes.  Oh - this could be bad.  I tried to quietly tell him "No" and to "Stop" without drawing attention from the nice couple in the booth next to us.  He didn't stop.  He pooped his big boy pants right there in the booth.  I tried to get him to walk to the bathroom so I could assess the damage, but he wouldn't walk as he wasn't done.  So, I grabbed my purse and my son - left all of our coats in the booth - and headed for the bathroom. 

The silver lining - it was a solid one! 

I had to use a wet paper towel to clean his bottom, and thankfully I still had his Pull-up to put on him.  However, he got some poop on his sock, so we had to go home and get the poor kid another sock.

Once we got in the van, I let him have it pretty good.  Not one of my proudest mom moments, but honestly - he never pooped his pants (not even his Pull-up) again!