While I am still only being cautiously optimistic, Calder seems to have a handle on this whole controlling his bowel movements thing. After Monday's initial success I was wary of getting to excited for the prospect of not having to change diapers anymore... until I foolishly decide to spawn again. But still, Calder is doing nothing to discourage my dreams of a diaper champ stank-free life. Apparently the siren song of a new Thomas pieces is too strong for Calder to resist. Last night while making dinner, I realized Calder had stopped annoying me and was eerily silent. Normally, this means he is doing something troublesome like playing construction zone in the soil of the potted plants so I was concerned. As one naturally should be any time a two-year-old has gone silent and is not asleep and/or picking his nose. I should not have worried though, being fed up with trying to eat old food off of the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, Calder had gone off to have himself a good poo. All alone. By the time I went looking for him, Calder had done his business, dumped and cleaned the potty and was just about to flush. I didn't expect a toddler to go from diaper to trained in just one night or anything but damn, I mean, this kid must really like trains.
As an added bonus, here's a conscientiously cropped photo of the original momentous occaision.