Warning - you can only appreciate my excitement if you’re a parent
Yes, yes, yes! Finally, we seem to have turned a corner in potty-training. Lawrence matter-of-factly told me after dinner that he had to poop in the potty. He headed into the bathroom, took off his pants and diaper, sat there and read for a little while, and then pooped! We didn’t have to coax or beg (actually, we’d kind of given up). Okay, we really had given up.
This definitely is thanks to his teacher Rosalinda. I am already thinking on what could possibly be a nice enough Christmas present for her. Diamonds, maybe a Rolls?