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I'm starting to believe that Jace will never figure out pooping in the potty. Well I should re-phrase that. I think he does have it figured out. He's a pretty smart kid. What I should say is that I'm starting to believe that Jace will never want to go poop in the potty. Now, I know that's really unrealistic and he's not going to be washing poop out of his underwear still when he heads off to college (and I'm almost to the point now where I'm either going to start making him wash his own underwear out or just throw them away) but at this moment in time, having just washed out a particulary cute pair of Thomas underwear as Jace stood over my shoulder yelling "Don't flush him don't flush him! He's my best friend!" I cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel. All I see are endless days of following him around like a hawk watching for any sign that he might need to go Number 2 and then cursing myself for stupidly thinking I could take two minutes out of the "poop stalking" to go to the bathroom myself without dire consequences.

And yes that's right-- this is going to be my first post after a year of no posts. That's how frustrated I am with this whole potty training situation. But to leave it on a high I will say that even though Jace is struggling with the pooping part of potty training he does seem to have the peeing down. And despite his many many ear infections already this year he's a happy little boy who's quickly actually turning into a big boy.

And Cameron is as chubby, sweet, and cuddly as ever. And as Jace likes to point out to me often, "He's just a baby, he can't poop in the potty." And if I thought that my sarcasm would make any sense to him I would probably respond with, "Well apparently you're just a baby too, then." (I've actually tried saying that to him before but all I get is a skeptical look and a "No, Mommy, I'm not a baby. I have teeth."

And now here are some pictures.