We're Back!

I left you all on June 30th as we started our potty training adventure with our 2 year and 10 month old. I knew it was going to be more challenging than the other two, because we were pushing C3 a little early.  And this time I had 3 kids vying for my attention.

Here's how it went down:
To start, Brad went to the store on Sunday morning, stocked our fridge and pantry for the upcoming battle ahead.  Purchasing the most important GIANT bag of Starburst as rewards and a 3 pack of Lysol Wipes. Then proceeded to leave for the week.  That's right!  You heard it here first.... he fled. LOL!  It was just me, 3 boys, a week long potty training session and a huge need to prepare our house for visitors that were arriving in 5 days!

The entire week I set timers, reminding me and C3 to stay on top of his bladder.  (I think we are all suffering a little PTSD from the sound of a timer going off.)  If we were to go outside, I would take his little potty in case he needed it.  I was a slave to the timer, the potty and C3.  Those poor 2 other boys were pretty neglected. I remember trying to keep life as normal as possible, minus not doing anything that involved getting in a car and going further than the 20 yard driveway.

Day 5, of one of the most trying weeks of my life was when Brad came back and we had out of town guests show up.
I. Was. Spent.

However, 2 great stories came out of this potty training session:

1. One day I was out in the back, getting the pool ready to swim in. It was probably only a 5 minute process. I had taken C3's potty out back and had it all ready to go in case he needed it. I stuck my head in the door to let the 3 boys know that I was ready for them to come out back.  C1 and C2 came running, but I didn't see C3 anywhere.  I called his name again. And he came running from across the house, naked, carrying a bathroom trashcan.  "Me go poop Mommy!"
Wait... what?!?!
He must have needed to go in those 5 minutes that I was outside and couldn't find his potty anywhere, so he used the next best option, the trashcan... next to the actual potty!
Lord. Have. Mercy.
He sloshed that trashcan nearly through the whole house. I am VERY luck that it was tall.

2. The next great story from potty training 3.0 came from a day when we were playing outside.  C3 came waddling up from the wooded side of the yard with his shorts and undies around his ankles to inform me that he had gone poop and needed a Starburst.
Again.  Wait... What?!?!
"No poop in undies. Me poop in treehouse, me get Starburst?!"

Uh. No!!!

I proceeded to climb into the treehouse to find the present he had left behind. True. He did a GREAT job of going outside of his clothing.  BUT, the treehouse is NOT an acceptable pooping place.
Once again... Lord. Have. Mercy.

And on Day 18 of potty training we boarded a plane and headed for a week in the Midwest.  That's a story all in itself!  WHAT WERE WE THINKING WHEN WE PLANNED THAT?!?!