So this happened. The week before Thanksgiving.
He had been using a potty seat off and on over the summer but had no real interest in taking the plunge. I heard from everyone that they it would happen when he was ready, but when you have a newborn at home, all of a sudden changing the diaper of a 2.5yr old feels like your changing the diaper of a 25 year old man. So I bought potty books that I thought might interest him and got him a special potty. When asked what type of potty he wanted, Thomas the Train, Mickey, Cars? His response was "a golfer potty". So a monogrammed golf potty is what he got, but it still didn't do the trick.
Then one day he initiated it and I ran with it full force. 3 days at home hanging out in his skivvies and we had a big boy.
It kinda made us want to do a dance.
We've had a few accidents here and there but the boy has really rocked it like a champ. He survived a road trip successfully and using the bathroom at school and church. So while it was a bit exhausting to go through while wearing/holding a baby I have to say I kind of enjoyed it too. What a huge step towards being independent and learning a serious life skill. I will miss his little diapered bum, but not the stuff that it would become filled with. Congrats big boy, you did it!