The little man has been wearing underwear for the past five days! Yesterday he woke up from his nap to pee and went right back to sleep. At school they all high-five each other when someone goes. That's encouragement! After an entire day of no accidents yesterday, he topped it all off by doing something I never thought I'd see (and now that I have, never want to see again), he pooped in the toilet! This is huge news! He sat down to pee (he prefers to sit facing the seat back on adult sized toilets, and to sit facing away from the seat back on kid sized toilets), pushed hard enough to get two squirts of pee out, told me he was done, got down and low and behold, there was a pile of poop there. I did a double take because it all was so unexpected and happened so fast. When I asked him if he did that, it was sincere because I wasn't convinced somebody previously may have forgotten to flush. But Tyler claimed it and I exploded with praise. Glorious praise. I pulled a nice stuffed Mickey Mouse stashed in the closet waiting for this very occassion out and Tyler was instantly attached. Then he reminded me of a promise I made him the day before when I told him he could go to a Kings game if he pooped. So hell yeah we're going to the Kings game tomorrow and if he poops again, we'll keep this party going! I knew he would do this himself on his own terms when he was ready. Thank goodness! Hurray Tyler!