I went potty....

in my PANTS.



These are the words my mother in law heard Aiden say while he was scrunched into a ball behind the couch yesterday.



We are week THREE of the big boy underwear and things are going great. He's had four pee accidents and most of them were because he couldn't get to the potty in time. Yesterday we had our first "poopy" accident.

It's funny that boys just DON'T care that they have a load in thier pants. If he hadn't said something to Robyn, he'd have continued on his day as if nothing were wrong.

It's hard to get mad when he's been doing so well. I just hope he continues toward becoming completely trained!!

Eventful Morning!

Aiden never cries for us in his crib in the morning anymore. Usually, he's just talking away to himself. I know when he's ready to be gotten because he'll chant "mommy" over and over again until I appear.

This morning....he was CRYING. I immediatly assumed that he was sick so I rushed in there. Well...in a way he was sort of sick. He had peed and pooed through his diaper so much that it was all over his crib AGAIN. AND, to top it all off, he had his leg stuck in between two bars of his crib. I had to get Luke up to help me get his leg out.

What a way to start the day!