For about the last month or so the plan was to hardcore potty train when we got back from the beach.  Jamie was going to be home so we figured we could keep a pretty good eye on him and really make it work.  So after 5 straight accidents in his super cool big boy underwear and having to flick a turd into the toilet 30 seconds after going to the potty I threw in the towel.  Pretty sure that potty training while you are sick is the worst idea ever… Oh well, there is always next time ;)

Oh and he LOVED wearing his big boy underwear, he just didn’t think anything of having to change them like a diaper…

And yes he will probably kill me for posting these later on, but what’s a Mom to do?