I spent New Year's Eve watching Kaige's crotch. Yep that's right I had my eyes glued to my little man wearing big boy undies and just waiting for any sign that he needed to go potty. I was following a three day potty training guide and doing exactly what it said. You don't let the child leave your side and the instant they start going potty you pick them up and rush them to the potty. I had four days off from work so I decided it was now or never. Accident after accident, it was a really long three days. That long three days, turned into a very long four days. It was Sunday on the 4th day, and I was fasting since I stayed home from church during this. Fasting to be a good mom, fasting for patience, and fasting that the spirit would guide my parenting. Four days and Kaige was no-where near potty trained, and I was emotional at what seemed to be a failure. But what do I do? Quit, give up and take back everything I told Kaige about being a big boy? It didn't feel right. I was kneeling down breaking my fast and Kaige came and sat down on my lap.......and peed right on me in the middle of my prayer. Are you flippen kidding me? Was that my answer? Was it a lost cause? No. For whatever reason, I had my answer. I knew we needed to go to the park. I had cabin fever and was going crazy. He must be too. I loaded up the wagon with the frog potty and headed to the park. I thought this is not going to end well. He had fun, we seemed to like each other the more he swung and it was just nice to get out. We didn't have any accidents at the park, and then we got home and he told me "poopy". We ran to the bathroom and he did it! I was so scared to go to work the next morning. Kaige needed to be in undies but I didn't need him having accidents at my boss's house. I was already nervous about them learning I was potty training since their kid was 16 months older than Kaige and still in diapers. So we go to work. I put a diaper pad in his undies as back up, and had all my potty training gear in the car. Well 20 minutes into being at work, Kaige says "poopy". We run to the potty and he went. WOO HOO. Then an hour later he went again, and again, and again. He was basically potty trained. He announces "poopy" when he needs to use the restroom no matter if it's #1 or #2. Going #2 in the potty took a few days longer, but it wasn't bad at all. Four months later and I am still leary of saying he is potty trained. But he is definitly doing good in training. He only wears a pullup at night. He rarely has accidents, but sometimes he conveintly forgets how to use the potty. It lasts a few frustrating days and then he is potty trained for another month or so. Kaige was potty trained a month before he turned two. I am a big believer in this method, but it takes alot of patience and real dedication. To be honest...... as proud as I am of Kaige's potty training accomplishments, I feel pretty accomplished myself.