Lucky Friday the 13th

Our summer starts on Friday the 13th, the very instant that 

school bell rings. Then James and I have an unprecedented month off!  YAHOO!!!!! The only thing that would make our holiday perfect would be if Dad could be with us the entire time.  Unfortunately, he has business to conduct. Sigh. I know, I know, some one has to fund our lavish lifestyle!  

I am not sure how much fun we would be anyway.  The first issue at hand will be getting comfortable without pull-ups.  I know that will be quite a challenge for James.  I hope he will move on to peeing and pooping and discovering how his body works.  We will talk about the toilet, read about the potty, and clean up anything that happens.  All while Mom talks her head off. Rugs will be rolled up.  Towels will be at hand.  No rushing. No pressure. No yelling. No schedules or routines. In the yard, on the trampoline, in the pool, wherever.  Just living life and seeing what happens to our bodies.  I truly believe that if I can get James to understand how his body works, he will grasp the concept of the toilet.  Somehow it has become demonized in his head.  Somehow he believes that it doesn't apply to him.  

I have to make it HIS idea.  Although I encouraged and cajoled and pulled my hair out, in the end, James decided when not use a bottle, to sleep through the night, to avoid casein, to try and use words.  Wish me luck (okay, AND sanity and strength and patience and wisdom , , , )!  See you on September 13th.