Warning . . . potty talk

I have great news!!! Mason is now potty trained! For several weeks he's gone potty if we bribed him and could catch him at the right time, but he'd never tell us when he needed to go. When I went out of town, my great friend Natalie watched him and she told Dan that he told her 'potty'--but it was too late! That was still great news for us since that's the first time that we know of him telling someone he needed to go! While I was out of town, he told Dan several time he needed to go and even ran out of Sacrament Meeting to go.

When I got home Sunday night he disappeared into our room. Melissa and I were looking at mission photos from my brother Charlie when Mason yelled out, "Dad, I pooped". He went on to yell for 'mom' and when I went in told him how excited I was about the 'one little poop'. He then said 'two poops' and got back on the pot and did his duty again. He got down, counted them, then said 'three poops'. He got back on and went again. He did this again and again until he got up to about ten poops! You can see in the photos where he's counting on his hands and even leaning over the bowl to count them. The tight red face photo is just to have fun with when he gets older!

That wasn't the first time he'd gone poop in the potty, but I think it was the first time he went in on his own and took care of it (other than the wiping and hand washing). He has been doing great all week and other than waking up with a wet pullup on some mornings and a couple of accidents during naptime at daycare, he has been totally dry! I feel like singing Hallelujah . . . it's such a relief! He still wants potty treats most of the time, but I'm more than willing to give them if I don't have to change him! We told him we'd take him back to Lagoon when he uses the potty all the time, so Tilt-a-Whirl, here we come!