Last week we started potty-training Beau. At first, it was like pulling teeth to get the boy to even want to wear underwear. It didn’t matter that every time he had a stinky diaper, he would bring you a diaper and wipes and lay down on the floor so that you could change him. It didn’t matter that he could use the toilette – he simply did not want to be bothered with taking the time to go and sit while he did his thing.
But only after a few accidents, I am happy to say he is potty-trained at the ripe young age of 2-years-and-not-quite-5-months old. Woo-hoo! Way to go Beau!!