Just got back from family reunion. the boys were very well behaved and we had a potty training breakthrough.

Ruben, my oldest, who will be turning 4 in 18 days, has been able to pee on the pot successfully, but pooping had eluded him.

He has been wearing underwear for quite some time, yet he would just treat them like a diaper when it came to poop. Oh the fun.

So we started instituting a (clean your own underwear) policy. However that is not what did the trick. While we are not out of the woods yet, we can at least see the light at the end of the tunnel. Here's how it went: he ran out of underwear, so I ran to the store and grabbed some in his size.
I accidentally got boxers!

Guess what? The kid dances around with them and corrects anyone who calls them underwear. He says, "These are not underwear, they are boxers."
He adores them and does not wish to poop in them.
Who knew?

Actually one of my aunts did. When I came out of the bathroom, after Ruben had come to us and said he needed to poop, I was singing hallelujah,
one of my aunts turns to me and says, "oh yeah , if you want to get pregnant put your man in boxers, if you want to potty train your boy, put em in boxers."

Wish someone could have told me that about a year ago.
Oh well, I have two more boys waiting in the wings.

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