In the midst of terrible threes, we decided to potty train Andrew. For three days we did little but eat, drink, and go potty. I was so concerned that he would fight it (because that is all we have been doing these days) but . . .HE was a CHAMP!
I think this was the thing he needed . . . It certainly helped him out of his tantrum stage! I'll be willing to bet he felt like needed something that he was in control of . . . for once. This has turned out to be more than I could have hoped for! I now have a potty-trained little boy, and my Andrew back. Plus, he's asking to take naps again!!! Welcome back sweetie. I have missed you!
