The Potty Train has arrived at our house for, I believe, the last time. Munchie has resisted our efforts up to now, but on Saturday he began to get it. He is still not perfect, but he knows when he needs to and lets me know if he doesn't need to go. So tonight I bought him a Potty Train balloon.
I believe God invented potty training to humble parents. I know it did me! When Chewie was little I was horrified when he made it to three and was still in diapers. (3 weeks later he literally taught himself.)
With Crunchy and Munchie it became an offence to my professional pride. You see, I have a certificate on my wall at work that not only identifies me as a "Developmental Specialist", there is a II (2) behind it. I ama so-called expert, but my kids were 3 years, 1 month; 4 years 2 months; and now 3 years 10 months when they mastered the potty.
I remind myself (as well as the parents I work with) that kids develop at different rates. Just like some of us. We all develop (and continue developing) at different rates.