A week or so ago, Abue Rosi managed to catch Lukie at just the right time.
The right time for what, you ask?
The right time to use the toilet.
We haven't been pressuring Lukie to potty train. He hasn't been interested and that is fine. We aren't interested in a potty training battle. Rather, we just remind each other that Lukie will not go to college in Pull-Ups.
Abue Rosi got him to use the toilet and he was SO proud of himself that he burst with the news when I arrived to pick him up. We did high 5s and knuckles and danced around like maniacs. And the coolest part? He did it again the next day and the next. His track record wasn't perfect; for every time he made it to the toilet, he'd miss the next.
Yesterday, Lukie came home from preschool sans a Pull-Up. My son was "commando." Apparently, he kept taking his Pull-Up off all day and they finally just let him stay that way. At home, Lukie told me that he wanted to only use the toilet. Awesome, but this was followed by an accident in the living room.
He is obsessed with going potty (and poop) in the toilet. This experience is so different than with Gracie. He is so focused on making sure that he gets to the toilet and he'll sit there until he is totally done (as opposed to Gracie who can't sit still for 5 seconds.
Keep your fingers crossed that I have 2 potty trained Twinsies soon!