Dare I Say?

I think Jacob is officially potty trained. He has graduated to pooping on the crapper and hasn't gone in his pants since a couple of weeks ago.

He's still touch and go with the overnight wetting, but more often than not he wakes up dry.

I feel pretty confident that I can now burn his diapers and do a jig on their ashes (remember that Jamie and Erica?).

It's the end of an era.


Side note: I've made an appointment with my PCP about the mystery headache (which I still have) for tomorrow. We'll see what she decides to do about tests, etc.