Trained!!!

Thomas is FINALLY potty trained.  After world War 3 to get him to wear underwear,  he picked up the whole thing in a day.  We've had a few accidents.    One in particular was at my in laws home.  Luckily outside.   I smelled it and realized the situation.  With a party going on inside, and in a moment of panic I ended up just hosing him off.  He'll probably need therapy for it some day, but no more pooping incidents since that.  He has also learned the joys of peeing outside and I turned my head at the bird zoo last week, only to turn it back and find him peeing on a bush.  "Who's kid is that anyway?".  He's been great at it otherwise and little brother is obsessed with doing everything big brother does so hopefully we won't be paying for diapers too much longer.