Ahhhh, how life is bittersweet to see your little babies grow up up up up up with or without you.
Monday night we decided that Owen was ready. Ready for what? For going to school in Underwear. He'd been doing 99% fine at home wearing undies, that we said, you know what, let's do it. It also didn't hurt that we were about to buy him a baseball glove, but had the ingenious idea to use that as a reward: The first full day you can go at school without having an accident, we will buy you your very own baseball glove.
So Tuesday morning, we woke up and I proceeded to dress him up in his underwear ... actually following thru with a plan, I couldn't believe it. He went on the potty in the morning, before school and I reminded him of his goal - the first day at school w/no accidents and he could get his own glove. "My own glub, mama?" Yes, Owen, your own glove. "A big one?" Yes, honey, whichever one you want, as long as you stay dry at school today.
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