Luke is confused ...
Why are there are suddenly so many dang potties in his house! There are two in the bedroom, one in the playroom, and there's a funny looking seat on the one in the bathroom. And why is his Mommy always talking about going "potty" and keeping our pants dry? Luke thinks his tushie feels pretty darn dry when enveloped by his ultra-absorbent diaper that makes it impossible for him to feel wet even when his diaper is sagging far enough to be mistaken as a third leg.
His consensus: Potties are overrated ... for now, at least.
After being at it for a week, Peyton is officially potty trained! Excuse my excitement, but I was so happy to get at least one kid trained. For some reason I was somewhat anxious over having to train the triplets all at once, so the one-kid-at-a-time philosophy is working best for me. Peyton has got it down (almost too much ... she tends to have to "go" every 10-15 minutes) and is happy to be such a big girl!
After 5 days (I started him a couple days after Peyton), Sam is about 90% potty trained. We still have an accident here and there, but for the most part he understands what he's supposed to do. Both he and Peyton have gone for 2 days at school with no accidents! You don't understand what a relief it is to show up at school to pick them up and everyone is still wearing the same clothes I dropped them off in!! I know it sounds small, but it's a big deal for me. We have officially gone from diapers straight to underwear, which was my goal (Pull-ups are super-expensive ... way more than diapers!).
Adah is next. I have a feeling she may be pretty tough though because when I ask her if she wants to go on the potty and wear big girl underwear, she looks at me, thinks, and says, "No, I'm still too little." Nice try honey. I'm hoping she'll fall under the spell of M&M's, chips, and other forms of food bribery that worked with the first two. Fingers crossed ...