Hallelujah

As you read the following post I ask that you conjure up Handel's Messiah in your head...."Hallelujah...Hallelujah....HAAALLLEEEELUUUUJAAAHHHH" Got it?

Angel Ignacio Cisneros is potty trained!!! As all know, potty training is a work in progress...much like loosing weight or making a long trip but my little (I mean big) boy is well on his way. I have not changed a poopy diaper in one week and for 6 days he has been wearing big boy underwear, even outside of the house.

Here are some fun facts about this exciting time in our family:

*Tell tale sign he has to go? He holds either the front or back of his pants.

*During the first days of going in the toilet he would run out to the livingroom and tell Emilio.

*We made a special trip to Target where he picked out UNDERWEAR!

*When he is going he says, "Mommy, go over there" meaning "Don't look at me."

*We called Angel at work to tell him the news that he pooped in the toilet and Ignacio said, "It was a REALLY BIG, BIG poop."

*The other day his cousin wanted to watch him and he said, "No! It's private time."

*Two days into this we were at Chipotle and he had to go, so he got down and said to Angel
and I, "I'll be right back" as if he was already able to go ALL by himself.

Now I just can't wait for him to be able to wipe himself...I know...baby steps. But a mother can dream can't she?