It took me so much by surprise that I forgot to take a picture on the official "day of," but W is now POTTY TRAINED.
Here he is sporting his Big Boy Underpants:
Who's got the power, the power to pee?
Seriously, one day about 2ish weeks back as we were getting ready for bed, Stinky announced that he needed to "pee on a potty." I didn't take him very seriously, as he had been requesting to do this with no luck for a long, long, LONG time. I almost told him, "no," but I decided to indulge him that night. I wasn't even paying attention. Probably, I was working on getting one of the other 2 into pajamas.
All of a sudden, I heard a little tinkle and a proud voice exclaiming "Mommy, I PEED!" He was hit or miss for a day or two, then I switched him to cloth training pants and put together a potty chart just for him -- no twin to share it with this time.
Well, the potty chart is still pretty empty, since he prefers to wear his stickers on his face, but he is dry almost all the time.
Going #2 was a different story. He'd wait for a naptime or bedtime diaper & fill it almost immediately. I told him he could wear Big Boy Underpants as soon as he started to put his poop in the potty. Daddy even promised 5 stickers and 5 m&m's (as opposed to the usual 2 of each).
Until suddenly, 3 days before his 3rd birthday, Grandad was headed upstairs to get some training pants for the little guy & told him to wait on the potty for him and W decided that was the perfect time to prove to us all that he could, in fact, poop on the potty.
After all of that, he's even better at holding it and getting there on time than his brother.