Potty-training

I am so proud of this little guy, for some reason everything seems to come a little bit harder and slower for him. I have been  frustrated these last 6 months with trying to potty train him and I felt so bad for feeling that way but I just was having a hard time coming to grips with the fact that he just was not ready. Colt was potty-trained by 2.5 and it was a fairly painless process, so when Jax turned 3 and was still showing no signs of even being close to potty trained I turned to Dave and told him it was his turn to try. Dave and Jax have a pretty special little relationship. For some reason Dave is the only one that truly gets Jax, if you know Jax then you know what I am talking about. He is the funniest, silliest and sweetest little guy but he can get in some whiny, rotten moods and it is near impossible to pull him out of them. Unless you are Dave, for some reason daddy is almost always able to turn his bad moods around. So about a week ago Dave put Jax on the toilet, grabbed his phone and turned on the wolverine cartoon for him. I walk into the bathroom and see Jax sitting on the potty and Dave and Colt on the floor all watching the movie together.

 Dave continued doing this throughout the day even though he still was not peeing yet, then later that day I put Jax on the toilet and he peed for the first time ever! It was a celebration for all of us, even Colt was excited and was jumping around giving Jax high-fives. Once he hit that breakthrough there was no turning back, since then he has been awesome about using the bathroom. Almost immediately he started telling me when he had to go and though he had a few accidents they all happened to be outside so it was not too big of a deal. The pooping thing was harder, we are still putting a diaper on him at night and most nights he would just wait until the diaper went on and then poop in it (he's smart like that). I finally took away his favorite shirt in the world (he would literally wear this shirt everyday all day if we would let him) after he pooped in his pull-up and the poop got all over this shirt. I told him he could not have it back until he pooped in the potty. The next day we were in Kennewick staying the night at Dave's parents house and he came running out of the bathroom excitedly yelling "I pooped, I pooped" followed by "can I wear my Avenger shirt now". Sure enough he had done it and could hardly wait to get home to put his shirt on. As of right now we are on day 5 of full time underwear (except at night, he almost always wakes up dry but I'm going to wait a couple more weeks before I test that out) and he has not had any accidents. He really loves peeing outside and even if we are in the house he will take his clothes off and run outside to pee rather than ask me to help him on the toilet.