Oh, the joys of potty training. This has been the topic of conversation lately between Easton and I. He wants to be a big boy and he is interested in the "big boy underwear", he just wants nothing to do with the big white scary toilet. He won't even sit on it for fun.
He is obsessed with Buzz-lightyear from the movie "Toy Story", so we made a trip to the store yesterday. He picked out underwear and we took a trip down the toy aisle. He went crazy over the big Buzz-lightyear toys. He wanted a super cool toy that was a super $100. His birthday is in March and we will save a lot of money not buying diapers. Oh, who am I kidding, it is worth $100 not to have to wipe his stinky rear anymore! I told him that if he learned to go potty in the toilet, Buzz-lightyear would be his. I purchased some Buzz-lightyear wings to ease the pain of leaving without the toy he really wanted.
Fast forward to today. We have a super hero flying around our house keeping us out of harms way. He protects me as I make my way from the laundry room to the bedroom. He uses his special laser to keep the bad guys from getting me. So, what happened to the underwear? That is not a hat he is wearing. At least they are clean!
I guess superheroes are even hard to potty train!