Last night Ezra put the final sticker on his potty training chart. One sticker for each day that he went without any accidents in his underpants. The 30 days didn't have to be in a row. Can you imagine? This poor little three year old goes 29 days and then has an accident the last day and has to start all over again. Haha. What terrible torture that would be! He did a great job. I think we started the chart 33 days ago, so there were only 3 days he didn't get stickers.
This was a proud moment. I never thought it would happen. By the time I was brave enough to start the "training" he already knew what to do and did it all on his own. Praise the Lord!
Little sister always has to get in on the action. The chart reads that if he can get 30 stickers he will earn a scooter (or "scooker" in Ezra). He's been wanting one for the past year, so we knew it would be a great motivator.
Thirty days seemed liked sooooo long back at the beginning. Every night he added a sticker, he would ask "Now do I get my scooker?" .
Daddy came home from his Ocean Shores presentation just in time to present Ezra with his scooter this afternoon.
Taking it outside for its maiden voyage. Shoes on the wrong feet and all : ) I think I saw daddy fixing that in the front yard. At least they are velcro and not ties so they won't get all tangled in the wheels!
Last I saw the trio, Caroline was in the back of the bike trailer, Daddy was on the bike and Ezra was scooting along on their way to the park. Nothing like coming home from an overnight trip and spending time with your kids as a dad. I don't know who of the four of us enjoys it more (but I'm willing to bet a lot of money that it's me!).