This past Sunday, Sullivan took a 3 1/2 hour nap. It was great for him and myself. I was able to get another portion of my wrapping done, prepare supper, make some cake balls, balance the checkbook and pay bills and squeeze in a little nap myself.
When Sullivan finally woke up, I went to change his diaper and it was dry as a bone. I immediately thought to myself, "I wonder if he would go potty on his potty chair?" I stripped him down, set the potty chair out in front of the TV with complimentary snacks and beverage and waited. I didn't pressure him, but told him to try to go potty. Two seconds later, while eating crackers and a cheese stick and the boy was going potty! I couldn't believe it. I let him stay sitting on the potty for a while to make sure we weren't going to have another round. Once I knew he was done, we had a little celebration, high fives and the prize of getting to flush his pee pee down the toilet.
I know we may not be at the point of potty training yet, but this is one step closer to losing those diapers.
Here's a picture of him after we had our celebratory flushing.