I’m happy to report that for four of the last five days, the Potato has gone to bed wearing underwear, instead of a pull-up. And there has been dryness.

He made the decision himself to try it, and while my heart was going pitter-pat at the concept of no longer having to change diapers, I didn’t press it. But he persisted, and told me he’s a big boy now.



You know what I mean.


May 1, 2007. growing up. 12 comments.