He started wear his underwear to preschool last Tuesday. It was now a regular clothing item. Pull ups optional for going out and sleeping. We have had a hard time even getting that far. Fussing, whinning and even crying and shouting has been heard by all...and by all, I mean the neighbors. He has had some accidents along the way. And he has had some successes.
But today...big success. He got his big roaring dinosaur. A bribe perhaps? Maybe. A reward is more like it. This reward was no for just peeing in the potty. He has done that the last couple days fairly regularly. No - he got it for the big "P", the 'ol number 2!!! If I was a guy I may have more fun and zany terms to throw out there, but I think there's enough info here to get the gist.
Congrats my little man! Go Wyatt, go Wyatt, you used the potty, uh huh uh huh uh huh!!!