Wasn't it a great day today? How could it not be--it's my sister-in-law, Eryn's birthday! Yeah!
And as great as that is, it somehow pales in comparison to what I'm going to share next.
MY SON WENT PEE AND POOP IN THE TOILET OF HIS OWN FREE WILL!!!!!!!!!
HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH! HA-LE-LUJAH!
Okay, here's the story.....We went to the barber shop today to have the "boys" (Big & little Sterling) hair cut. Unfortunately, to get the barber we wanted, we had to wait. I thought this was going to be an issue---make a 3-year-old wait patiently???? But, no, the heavens were smiling upon us! Not only was he extremely well behaved, he was happy and intrigued by all that was going on around us. I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised then when my son turned to me and those sweet words came out of his mouth, "Mommy, I have to go potty!". I just looked at him in disbelief and then shook it off and jumped up to run him to the "potty" (er, I mean restroom). We made it in and out of there without any accidents. I was filled with joy! Unfortunately, our barber was still busy so again, I worried that we might have an issue with the waiting thing. Again, he was the perfect angel. (Really...I'm not making this stuff up...)
So, a little while goes by and my son again turns to me and even more beautiful words come flowing from his mouth, "Mommy, I have to go poo-poo!" What? Did my ears hear him correctly? Was my son actually VOLUNTEERING to use the potty to go poop (no less) of his own free will? I think I did a double take. I think I even heard myself in disbelief saying, "Really?" So, as he's taking off for the restroom, I finally find it in my power to peel myself up off the floor and run in there with him. He was amazing! He got right up there and pooped in the toilet! (That's when I heard the Hallelujahs start singing in my head!) I don't know about him, but that was the first time I think I ever left the bathroom feeling victorious! What a great feeling that was. I don't know if it was the combination of stinky old men or discarded hair or clipper oil, but it doesn't matter because my son pooped and potty-ed on the toilet of his own free will!!!!!!!!!!!!
...........Or maybe it was the fact that he knew he was going to get a sucker from the barber once he got to him...........
Whatever it was, let's just see how long it lasts...........................