Do you remember back in - oh...March? - when I posted this picture and said that we were now doing this?
But here we are - 8 months later, and Jack is now in week two of underwear. It all started when we went to his three year well-visit. The pediatrician asked if he was interested in potty-training, and Matt and I both kind of hemmed and hawed. We explained that he is more than capable of going, but that if he wears a diaper he doesn't think to tell us - whereas if he is running around the house nekkid he tells us everytime.
She told us that they pretty much consider that potty-trained, and that if we wanted to - he would probably be ready to just do this thang (she didn't say 'thang').
So we did it. And he is doing awesome. I mean..I don't want to brag, but man, my kid could win the Olympics in aim.
He had roughly two accidents a day for the first two days, and since then, accidents are few and far between (he does wear a diaper overnight though). He has even done two separate 2.5 hour road trips in undies - and not had a single accident in the car.
And that folks - that is how I learned the difference between a toddler being interested in going potty, and a toddler being READY to potty-train.
Also - as an aside to all the non-parents who might be reading- it is TOTALLY ok if you think I am weird for being so proud of his potty skills. I thought parents were super weird for stuff like this - and then I had kids and learned that we can't help being weird. These tiny people turn our brains to complete mush.