Jackson and his potty training adventures!

Jackson is now Mr. Independent! "I do it, mommy" is his favorite thing to say these days. Lately, he has been informing both Mike and I of the fact that he "does not wear pullups, okay?" With that, we have been treading the water slowly and lightly as he tends do want to do the opposite of what we ask for!

This morning Jackson went to his underwear drawer and pulled out a pair of red boxer briefs and declared that he was wearing underwear to school today!!! Oh joy I thought, just what I need to start my week off...why couldn't he pick Saturday to declare this? As all mornings go, no time for negotiating so I said fine and grabbed a pullup for the road!

Mike ended up picking up the kids. He unloads all of them and Jackson comes running up to me to tell me that he pee'd in the big boy potty all day and "weared his big boy underwear without peeing or pooping in it!" Just as he is saying this pee starts trickling down his legs and onto the GARAGE FLOOR!!! Strike one.

We change him and assure him that everything is okay and sometimes when you get excited you pee in your pants (just like mommy!!!). So we go about our nightly routine of preparing dinner, playing with the kids, unloading diaper bag, etc. Jackson is outside and all the sudden he comes running in screaming "my shorts are wet!". What? Another pair of shorts and underwear down.
Strike two.

At this point, Jackson started to feel a little discouraged and broke down by asking for us to put a diaper on him. We told him that he was doing great and that he needs to ask to go to the potty as soon as he feels like he has to go. We give him another pair of roos to put on, by himself. All of the sudden Braden and I got a whiff of poop and looked at each other frantically. I freaked out and told Mike to take Jackson to the toilet, ASAP! It was a smelly fart. Foul ball.

Mike put Jackson on the toilet and left him there to do his business. Before we knew it Jackson was screaming "I'm done, I pooped in the potty!"

In our house, that's what we would consider a GRAND SLAM!!! Jackson was prouder than a peacock and loved the way his poop looked in that toilet! Poop on my little pooper...hopefully we'll have two in roos and one to go by month end. Or is that just wishful thinking???

To see it through their eyes...