Congratulations my son. You have accomplished and conquered toilet training. Of course, you had to be in what we call the potty prison every morning, trapped in the kitchen by the table, until you went #1 and #2. You got the process done pretty quickly because of it. It wasn't as bad as you thought it was going to be. You had the laptop to watch your Donald Duck shows and play Disney Junior games, you were allowed to drink juice and chocolate milk up the ying yang and, your favorite part, run around naked. You liked going potty in your Toy Story toilet that cheered when you pushed down the pretend flusher. Now you wear big boy under wear with some of your favorite characters on them. You also have graduated to the big potty and because of your great accomplishment we have given you a bike that you have yet wanted to learn to ride, all though you love to sit on it. We are so proud of you and love you so much.
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I'm a huge fan of the potty prison, they get the idea very quickly.
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