Our second and final child….is potty trained. Amazingly, even his nighttime training went past in the blink of an eye.
He wore a pull-up for a few nights, and woke up dry each time. So we gambled, and three nights ago we went without them. Three nights dry.
Yesterday he vetoed the idea of a pull-up in the car while we rode an hour and a half to my in-laws. An hour into the trip he announced his need to go. He had to wait a bit while I found a suitable pull off spot, but he successfully held it.
It looks like we’re done.
Praise be to any and all deities in any and all iterations of heaven.
I have wept with joy this day of days.