All aboard the potty train

It was time.  Nash was ready to leave the diapers in his rear-view-mirror and join the ranks of being a "big guy" (when we say he's a "big boy" he corrects us by saying "big guy").  The story of Nash from diapers to underwear is so anti-climatic.  I had no idea what to expect, but I certainly didn't expect that it would be this....easy?  For the past few months, he had periodically been going on the potty.  Nash was extremely motivated by M&M's so we went with it.  It was decided that after we returned from Hawaii, it was time to take the final plunge (no pun intended).  I must admit the first day (Sunday) might have been a bit rough.  Note to self-I think it's time to buy a new living room rug.  The next day, we sent him to school in his underwear.  We said "good luck" to his teachers and left Nash to the toilet wolves.  I think I left like 5 sets of new underwear and pants.  But after just one week, he's got it.  Are there some accidents...of course a few.  But this past weekend, we were all about town and he managed to tell us every time he had to go, even at Bret's soccer game...of course to my horror there were only outhouses. I had to refrain from using "gross" and "yucky" because I didn't want him to be too scarred to go in one. It was funny because he couldn't understand why there wasn't anyplace to flush. I just kept saying, "don't touch anything!".


So with lots of M&M's in his belly (and in mine too), Nash seems to be fully adjusted to using the potty. We are so proud of him and selfishly happy for us!