The book says a child has successfully potty trained when he or she asks to use the potty on his or her own. Just as I finished my last posting, Harold said, "Ok, I'm ready to go potty now."
We went to the bathroom and, miracle of miracles, he peed, more than a little. There's no way I'd say he is potty trained, but I am optimistic and will start tomorrow with hope.
Now he is eating an ice cream cone.
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