Potty Break

The twins are three now. They’re past the “terrible twos”, although I must say that their twos weren’t so bad. A more accurate, if less alliterative title would be the “cute twos”.

Watching them grow has been a fascinating journey, as all of you parents out there already know. Every day we’re surprised by something one or the other somehow knows how to do or say. Every time I think they can’t get any cuter, they do.

Now if only they’d learn to use the bathroom.

That’s right, it’s potty training time. We’ve worked on it with them a little bit in the past, but we’re starting to concentrate on it a bit more now. So far, they’re okay with it; they try off and on, and are even successful sometimes. My wife got them some padded underwear, and they really like them, but now the boys have created the mindset that they don’t have to try to go potty if they’re wearing diapers.

I’ve been dreading this stage; can’t wait for it to be over. I’m hoping they’ll be more or less done by September (just as an arbitrary date). Since I have no experience with this sort of thing, I don’t know if that’s a reasonable time frame or not. Guess I’ll soon find out.