Yesterday marked day three of the Captain’s successful Poop In The Potty campaign. He’s been peeing in it for a while but pooping was the final frontier. We finally got him to overcome his fear of pooping using Sir Monkeypants’ patented technique: bribery. We bought him a new train and displayed it prominently in its box, and told him he could open the box when he produced a poop. Man, he couldn’t get to the potty fast enough. After pushing and pushing with much enthusiasm, there was a present for me in the potty and a present for the Captain in the box.

This pretty much completes potty training at our house. Now the Captain can handle everything himself except putting his underwear back on. We haven’t even had a wet overnight pull-up in about week. I can’t believe that just last week I was telling my younger sister how hellish potty training is, and how she should just skip it with her own son until he gets tired of changing his own diapers at 11.

Gal Smiley is already interested in sitting on the potty (and getting the candy that comes with a successful deposit). A diaper-free life looms before me, and I’m pretty excited. The only drawback is that I won’t be able to make any more posts about poop!