"Yup! Do I get a gold dubloon?" he's all smiles.
"Yes, ma'am," and then I walked away. This. Is. Happening. One day D WILL be potty trained. I called my momma while I was out and told her about the accident. She laughed and assured me that D will be potty trained sooner or later; he isn't going to end up in college wearing training pants. Are you sure, Momma? I don't know if that would bother him. He seems quite content with the diaper system.
So pray for us. I don't think I'm going to dedicate the weekend to it, the 3 in 3 system. I think we will try it out for a few hours a day until we get to my parents' house and can put more time and energy into it. But I keep having these concerns, what happens when he says he has to go NOW while I am feeding his twin brothers? What about the drive home from my parents' house? What happens if it doesn't happen at my parents' house, even with their hardwood and tile floors, and fenced in backyard (we live in a carpeted apartment)? I just know that I am getting very close to being done with three children in diapers.