The End.

Day 2 is over. A was amazing all day today. After my most recent post, he soiled his underpants; those little droppings were just the accidental comings...
I really worry about what will happen tomorrow, when he returns to school. I don't think they will be up for taking him to the potty every 30 minutes, but who knows. He is allowed 2 accidents in his underwear, and then it's back to pullups.

M and I are just tuckered out, and may go to bed when we put E down at 9. I said to him that we need to plan ahead for next weekend and either get takeout or have meals prepared and ready to go. This has been so much worse for us, cooking wise, than when E came home (and after Grammi left!). His response was "let's get takeout now. I know I don't feel like cooking or cleaning up, and you look like you don't feel like cooking." He thinks it's the having to get up every 30 minutes, combined with being a cheerleader, added to it's not even 30 minutes of sitting down (we took him on the :00 and the :30 of every hour...like I said, one time I came out of the bathroom at :21.)

All the trials and tribulations, though, and A is just doing fabulously at this. He hasn't put up (much of) a fight when we tell him it's time to go to the potty. Now it's just a matter of getting him to tell us when he has to go and to actually go #2 on the pot.