Potty Trained! (and "Jack-isms")

After numerous months and ups and downs with potty training, Jack seems to have finally gotten it. I'm so proud to announce that just before his 3rd birthday, Jack is pee-pee trained (#2 will hopefully follow). He has used potties at the gas station, subway and at church so there's no home-court-advantage. He is telling us each time he needs to go. Clearly he now knows what it feels like to need to pee. I couldn't be happier as diapers have gone up $2 (just like everything else). He's so big, it's just killing me.

Okay, so other things: If you follow the blog fairly regularly, you know that after we put Jack in a big-boy-bed, he began putting anything he could find in his bed. When we would get him up, whether in the morning or after nap, there was no telling what we'd find in bed with him. The novelty of that wore off for Jack and he no longer was "bed-hording". I kind of missed it to tell you the truth. It was fun. Well, last Thursday, I went in to get him up from his nap and he had on his rain boots. Black rain boots. He was just laying there like it was completely normal and looked up at me and said, "hey momma". I ran and got my camera. This was the best picture I could get as he was more than ready to get out of bed. I call this type of thing a "Jack-ism". Read below for more.

Wearing his tool belt around the house without pants. He likes to go pant-less and shoeless these days.

Jack-ism:

Jack met a little boy at the pool last week. He is 8 and was very good playing with Jack. His name is Blaine. His Grandma put sunscreen on him and then had him lay on a lawn chair for a while to "let it soak in". This was last Tuesday. Today (Sunday), we went to the pool and after playing for a while, Jack got out of the pool and laid out on a lawn chair. He was laid back and relaxed - head back. I asked him if he was ready to get back in the pool and he lifted his head and said, "I'm letting my sunscreen soak in". He doesn't miss a thing! And what kills me the most about this stuff is how serious he is about it.

Then. . . (sorry this is so long)

After going to the pool, we went to Subway. On the way there, he announced he had to pee. While I ordered the food, Sam took Jack to the potty. When I was done getting the food, Sam and Jack were coming out of the bathroom and Jack was loudly proclaiming he had pee-peed in the potty. I, of course, was so excited for him. On the way out the door, we saw three different sets of people coming in and he told all of them individually, "I pee-peed in the potty!" as loud as he could without screaming. He obviously is proud of it, too.