Just a quick note to let you all know I'm still alive. We're in the midst of potty training our 3 1/2 year old boy. If you've any experience with this you know this is an interesting experience. After a number of false starts, on Saturday, we decided to outlast him. We sat in the bathroom for 3 hours - Melissa and I knew that he would have no choice before too long. We were right. He kept getting up and wanting us to put a diaper on him and his little legs were crossed - so we knew the geyser was imminent. Finally he let er go - and we applauded, cheered, gave him a tootie-roll, woo hoo etc. etc. His reaction was comic - suddenly this wasn't so bad after all. He's been trying to get the cookie for just sitting on the pot but we've made it clear one cookie cost at least one ounce of something yellow or brown and we're not talking about crayons :)

This morning he went right in, sat down, filled up the little potty bowl with wee wee and wanted a cookie - which we happily provided. We THINK we're on our way to diaper freedom. Emily thinks this is a great game and is now wanting to sit on the pot too - she doesn't want to be left out of the fun. With luck we'll have them both trained - and Emily is not even 2 yet.

Just think - I could have all my kids out of diapers and sleeping all night long BEFORE I turn 41. That's a dream come true. Now - it's just off to college and I can think about eating ice cream in my skivies on the living room couch without fear.

Pray for us....