Since the very beginning Jack has been on his own schedule. At 8 months he decided that he no longer cared for breastfeeding and he stopped doing it (for those who say babies don't wean themselves this young, meet my son Jack). At one year he decided he no longer will drink from a bottle or drink the formula that he had been drinking contentedly for months. At 2.5 I started asking him if he was ready to be a big boy and get rid of his binky (which he LOVED and used at nap/bedtimes since he started teething!). After only about a week he decided that my idea would be an okay one and that trains seemed like a good trade.Well, 3 days ago, the biggest loop yet was thrown at me. A good loop, but a loop nonetheless. Jack told me he was ready to start wearing his Thomas the tank engine underwear that have just been sitting in his closet gathering dust the last few months. Ummm, really, Jack? So, you're going to pee AND poo in the potty. "YEP." And that was that. 3 days and ONE accident later, Jack is potty trained. He's just the kind of guy who decides when he's ready to do something and then he does it.
