Mason

Mason Monkey is officially potty trained. I even waited a month to publicly declare that just to make sure. The awesome thing is that it literally took 5 hours. Now before I get the mother-of-the-year award I will give my secret process:
1) Wait until 3 so there is complete understanding. None of that age 2 nonsense.
2) Have Dad give a stern lecture. Just a pinch of fear never hurt.
3) Bribe Bribe Bribe. Almost like it's Christmas. Masons love? Thomas the Trains. Lots of them. Like 15. In one day. (Now I wasn't expecting it that fast. Thought I could use a few for Christmas.) After the fantastic bribes keep it up with MnM's and Skittles. Nice....

Oh yea. This is how Mason comes into my room after naptime every single day: