Time to Pee!

As of this weekend, Isaac has been using the potty and wearing "undies" for two weeks, and we are really proud. I had planned to spend the February school vacation hunkered down with Isaac in potty training boot camp: on the potty every hour, no leaving the house, mop at the ready. However, Isaac took to using the potty like it was no big deal. My mom got us a book by Mo Williams called: Time to Pee. Isaac has it memorized (as do we) and the climax of the book occurs when a cartoon child, positioned over the toilet, smiles in relief, while a group of helpful mice cheer, "One, Two, Three, Pee!" Throughout these two weeks, Isaac has been largely accident-free and, what's more, he tells us when he needs to go (most of the time). Tonight, after a dinner with our friends, the Browns, in Back Bay, we were having ice cream at a Ben and Jerry's, and Isaac got "the look." "Do you need to go?" Anique asked, and Isaac, a worried look on his face, nodded. However, a wrinkle: no bathrooms at B&J's. So, Isaac and I ran across the street to Starbucks, where we jumped the bathroom line (the girl in front of us was sympathetic, and she seemed to grow more concerned when I kept repeating to Isaac "keep that poopie in, buddy"). Finally, we make it into the bathroom, I get Isaac's boots, pants, and undies off, he climbs up and, "One Two Three ... " Well, you can fill in the blank. The only trauma turned out to be a little tumble off of the potty, and the unnecessarily loud "flush." Isaac is also not a fan of the most modern hand-driers, which sound like jet engines. Now, he will cling to my leg or asked to be picked up when it comes time to walk past them. On the way home, Isaac asleep in the back of the car, Anique and I marveled that only a couple of months ago we both had the thought: "Isaac will never be out of diapers. He will be a five-year old wearing diapers." I am happy to report that our hyperbolic worrying was unfounded, and even happier that Isaac is becoming such a big boy.

 Earlier in the day, Isaac and I (now AOM) played outside before Izzi joined us for the morning. Here's Isaac collecting sticks like Pepere:

From March 2, 2013