No More Diapers for Finn

 Exciting times at our house this week. For the fourth time I went through one of my most unpleasant times in parenting, and potty trained Finn. This time I totally lucked out. I had set myself up for a few days of frustration and cleaning up messes and Finn didn't put me through any of that... well mostly. 

He did awesome. He figured things out quickly in the first 24 hours and only had issues when there were tons of distractions from having his brothers around. 

He was so excited to finally be big enough for this and for "underwear pants." Giving his double thumbs up.

And showing off his favorite potty treats- a dum dum. He was surprisingly not that interested in having a treat every time he used the bathroom, so we had plenty of candy left over. 

We did have one incident that was pretty traumatic for me on the 4th morning... to avoid too graphic of a description, I will just say that it involved me jumping out in the middle of my shower to help him with an explosive issues that ended up being left in a huge trail from the basement all the way upstairs. Nothing like scrubbing up poop while in a wet bathroom with conditioner still in your wet hair. Motherhood- there is nothing like it.