Percy & Potty!

This week I got a nice coupon for 50% off anything in the store at AC Moore & even though we have about a dozen Thomas trains we have no track for those bad boys so I thought I would head over & grab us a starter track set at a nice discount.



I told the boy we would go today & buy some trains if we could find something he liked. Silly, right? He'll take one of everything & especially his beloved Percy.

I ended up getting him the Bridge & Crane Figure 8 Set and he could barely contain his excitement. He had to be the one to put it in the cart & take it out to pay for it.



I broke down & got it for him because of his success with potty training. Over the weekend, he started going do-do on the potty but only for Dada. He woke up numerous times, both from naps & nightnight sleep with dry & clean Pull-Ups. He told us in the car when he had to go potty and when we reached the closest stop, his Pull-Up was still dry. He went an entire 6 hour trip with no accidents & told us when he needed to go even though he had a Pull-Up on he didn't "use" it.



I started to get worried that he wouldn't go do-do with me since I'm the one who spends the most time with him. Even after we got home, he continued to only go with Dada but today after getting back from getting our train tracks he WENT DO-DO FOR ME!! And there was much rejoicing :)

He loves his track set. Couldn't wait to open it up & start playing with it. He's very excited about the draw bridge! He quickly proceeded to dump all his Thomas trains out of their home & started playing with them all. We had been using those trains on his Geo Trax, not expecting them to actually work, but just to use as a track for them in any case & I just thought it was the right time with the right reason to go on & get him his own Thomas track.


I cannot believe my little Fellow is potty trained. Especially before 3 years old. I cannot believe that this was not a nightmare. I cannot believe how well he caught on and on his terms. I cannot believe that I am rarely changing/cleaning diapers. I cannot believe that wiping a bum on the toilet is harder than wiping a bum from a diaper.

I also cannot believe that he reads while going potty. Martha Stewart LIVING to boot. But I do believe that that is a whole other post in itself.

They grow so quickly & without warning. Soon he won't even need my help getting up on the potty. One thing I am sure of though is that he'll be needing me to wipe him bum for a good long while still. What's that saying about finding happiness in the little things?

How to Make Your Son Happy

Change his sheets to his train sheets.

This has blown his mind. He's had them since he was in his crib & has noticed them before but has never noticed them before.

He sleeps with his crib quilt on top of his sheets for a little extra layer of warmth and comfort and after his nap, he pulled back his quilt to show me his 'woo-woo, red light' sheets. He was quite happy about it.

He then proceeded to ask me if Mama & Dada had train sheets also. Sadly, we do not. He even went as far as to go check our sheets & ask again. He thought it would be really cool if we could also have train sheets.

Ah, to be a kid again. Almost made me want to find train sheets for our bed.

What have we done?

I think we've created a train monster.

The other weekend Matias took Liam to the Clifton Day Festival and part of the thing is that you take the VRE train there & Liam has been constantly, I mean constantly, saying "woo-woo, red light" every since then.

The other day, after swimming, we stopped at the Manassas train station to watch the VRE go by. He loved it. Still constantly talking about it. Non-stop in the car he is always saying "woo-woo, red light". It's driving me crazy.

The next night, I went to Target and like a Nice Mommy, I stopped at the Manassas station again on our way home & waited 10 minutes, like a Nice Mommy, for the train to "woo-woo, red light".

Last night, on our way home from swim lessons, we asked him if he wanted to stop & thankfully, he said "no, no, Home".

But I think he must dream about trains. He wakes up every time asking "woo-woo, red light".

At Target, I made the mistake of going down the Thomas aisle & ended up with a mini-track set & red caboose in our cart because of it.

This afternoon, I spent a good 40 minutes watching numerous variations of this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxDpRK-ASwM

Like a Nice Mommy.

Today on the way to the grocery store it was "woo-woo, red light" non-freaking-stop. At the moment Matias has taken him to the Manassas Park (closer to us) station to watch the very bad word "woo-woo, red lights" go by.