My last letter to you at the beginning of the month was about the poop wars. I can officially say Mommy and daddy have won the battle. You are doing so awesome with potty training. It has been the most frustrating and rewarding thing we've ever done with you. Seeing your face light up when you go potty is so exciting. And calling everyone, usually Aunt Jenn, to let them know you pee pee'd or pooped in the potty, shows how proud of yourself you are. As of recently, you've discovered the Potty Dance. It is hysterical. I've been trying to get a video of you doing it, but of course you stop as soon as the camera comes out.
For the quite awhile we were keeping your potty chair behind the recliner in the living room because I figured out that you didn't want anyone to see you while you were pooping and you needed time to relax, so the ipad or a phone usually kept you busy while you went. We've slowly moved the potty chair out from behind the recliner and into your bedroom. We haven't made it into the bathroom yet, but we'll get there!
Tonight you ran through the house yelling, "I'm going pee pee!" and ran back to your room. Yay Greyson! You even kicked Daddy out of the bedroom while you went. "No Daddy go away!" When you were done I went in to get the pee catcher and do the potty dance with you. I left the bedroom with the pee catcher to clean it out and when I came back into the room you were grinning from ear to ear and pointing to the potty chair. Inside the potty chair, sans pee catcher was a big 'ol Greyson sized turd. You were very proud of yourself. :) I was too, but I would have been much happier had the pee catcher been inside the potty chair.
Let's just say, I learned my lesson.
I love you buddy, forever and longer.
Love, Mama
Tonight you
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