this morning... while enduring ANOTHER unsucessful breakfast with a resultantly hungry little monster who hits and pushes his way through the rest of the morning... stover parents finally noticed the pattern and were ready to act. the pattern: stover boy eats a tiny bit of breakfast (as little as 5 bites sometimes) and then complains and wants desperately to leave the table. the complaint is always an unidentifiable 'my bum hurts' or 'i'm done' or 'my tummy hurting' and he runs off to play. this morning, with complaint, stover mom enticed stover boy to the potty to see if his digestive tract was the culprit. sure enough.... stover boy had some number 2 waiting for the throne. stover mom impulsively decided that today is the day for potty training. (not completely impulsive- lots of factors influenced her 8:00 AM decision: she'd waited until after traveling for the holidays, she knew it needed to be soon since stover boy seemed to be holding back not liking a messy diaper, expectant stover mom wanted as much time as possible in order to preserve the last weeks of freedom she had left before a dependant little baby was born, and stover mom was hoping that time would give him the maturity to potty-train with a bit more modesty rather than the naked approach.) stover boy was put in underwear, finished his breakfast, and was thrilled to accomplish an entire morning without an accident!
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CONGRATULATIONS, Jack!! You look SO good in big boy pants! Love you so much!
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