Potty Time

A couple weeks ago we embarked (again) on the adventure of potty training. This time we meant business. Keri basically put Asa into some big-boy underwear, put a towel or something underneath him on the couch, and told him that it was time to use the potty if he had to do any business. Asa soon discovered that it's uncomfortable to go anywhere else when not diapered, while simultanously learning that big-boy underwear are, when dry, more comfortable than diapers. The (in?)famous Elmo's Potty Time video underscored the message.

The clincher? The promise of a Thomas the Train sticker for every successful potty experience. The time will come when we can only wish that a little sticker was enough motivation, but at just under three years old, that's pretty darn cool.

The process was remarkably quick, to be honest. About a week in Asa was rocking and rolling, and had moved on to Curious George stickers donated to the cause by equally eager grandparents. Trips to the potty became cause for great to-do and celebration. At present, we've been accident-free for over a week. And we're saving serious moolah too.