Thanks for the good poop vibes, guys! It was a Christmas miracle tonight when he took his 4th poop of the day on the toilet instead of his pants. All because he wanted to go in the big boy pool. We'll see if it lasts. He's being particularly difficult because he's almost 4, stubborn as hell, and is really good at not caring about stuff - toys, naughty wall, treats. No pants doesn't faze him, and he's impossible to catch because he can hold it like a champion. But he was seduced by the blow up pool! Unfortunately this is the only preschool in our new neighborhood that'll bus his older bro to kindergarten, so it's either this or I'm screwed :/ May the poop gods smile down blessings upon us all. I hold out hope that tomorrow he will use the potty again.
