The Pee Is Coming!

24 hours ago I never imagined I'd be writing a post such as this.   Yesterday afternoon I walked in to the boys' room after listening to Cole play and pound with toys for an hour and a half.  Cole was naked and happy!  Max woke up early, too, so you can imagine my joy.   I thought to myself, why not encourage Cole to use the toilet?  As usual, he screamed, "No, Mommy!  I don't want to!" and ran away into the living room.  So I changed Max, put him on the floor with some toys, and reached into the drawer for another diaper for Cole.  All of the sudden, I hear Cole running back my direction yelling, "The pee is coming!  The pee is coming!"  So what did I do?  I dropped the diaper, grabbed Cole, and dashed into the bathroom.  I whipped out the potty seat and the stool and gracefully (ha!) plopped Cole down on the toilet.  And you know what?  The pee came!   Cole knows the drill thanks to our nightmare potty training week in April, so he aimed and fired into the toilet.  I immediately did an obnoxious victory dance right there in the bathroom.  Cole's face lit up, he laughed at me, and he said  "Can I have an M&M, Mommy?"  Ug, we didn't have any M&Ms, so what did I do?  I whisked Max, Cole, and my purse away to Target to buy some M&Ms and other potty treats.   During our trip, Max rode in the cart and Cole walked alongside me.  He did fantastic!  We have been working on this for months!   Usually he runs away down random aisles, Max and I chase him down, and we leave sweaty and defeated.   Not yesterday.  The highlights of our potty prize loot included dark chocolate peanut M&Ms, a Spiderman light-up pen and yo-yo from the $1 section, and a shiny red Matchbox fire truck.   Upon returning home, Cole visited the toilet again willingly, in great expectation of a prize or a few M&Ms.  He waited, he waited, he waited.  The pee did not come!  Lesson number one.   Pee doesn't come all the time.   Disappointed, Cole stepped down and asked for a prize anyway.  I dropped an enforceable statement, "I love to give treats and M&Ms to boys who pee and poop in the toilet!"  He was okay with that.  Whew!  So the evening consisted of Cole playing naked and shouting every so often, "The pee is coming!  The pee is coming!" and us following as he bounced into the bathroom.  He has made it to the toilet (or the bushes outside) every time since then.  It's been 24 hours.   I don't know how many M&Ms he's eaten, but I don't care.   I haven't had to clean up any pee or poop.  And just a little while ago I was making lunch and Cole ran in to the kitchen yelling, "Mommy! Mommy!"  I ran to the bathroom with him to find that he had pooped in the toilet all by himself.   Our little guy has changed literally overnight.