Well, Luke is officially "potty trained" or at least that's what he has told me multiple times today.
Last night was the first time he successfully slept through the night without a pull-up. Even though he's been potty trained during the day for over 9 months now, I've been reluctant for a long time to take the leap of faith and let him sleep in his underwear. He was very proud of himself this morning. He told me, "I am potty trained, Mommy. I am growing up so big." The key now is for him to do it more than once.
So, with that being said, it was pretty ironic... and embarrassing... what happened this afternoon at the park.
Our park is split up into two sections - one for toddlers and one for older kids. I was watching Charlie on the toddler equipment while Luke was playing on the stuff for older kids. Although I couldn't exactly hear him, I had a pretty good view of what he was doing. I became consumed with helping Charlie down the slide for a few minutes and when I looked up there was quite a commotion over at Luke's side of the park. Parents were angry and the other kids were saying things like, "Gross!" and "Stop!!" Luke was standing alone at the top of the highest slide. I saw him come down the slide and noticed that he looked like he had to go to the bathroom.
I went over to him and asked him if he had to go. Two mothers interjected and said, "He already did." Turns out he went to the highest point on the play equipment, pulled down his pants and peed into a crowd of kids playing below. Then, according to these women, when they told him not to do that he announced, "I'm tree ! I'm potty trained!"
Yes, Luke, it's true that you are "tree." Potty trained? I don't know anymore.