Count how many times I use the word POOPY

Landon got his first sword!  I told you, I'm a little slow with this, being a boy mom, thing.  Most boys probably got that, hmmm... when they were born, or soon after.  Maybe it's because we aren't Star Wars loving parents, or maybe because he has two older sisters and we never had to worry about teaching them how to fight with a sword.  So all of this to tell you, he got his first sword from my good friend, Dana.  You see, "Mrs. Dana" is like his second mom, and she told him that if he would go poopy on the potty she would buy him a sword.

Months went by, no poopy on the potty.  He had a major hang up about sitting on that potty.  You remember the little guy just turned four, so it's time now!  And I was losing my patience and cool with him.  It just wasn't good for either one of us.  When my sister Audra was here, she told us that she had used a treasure box with her boys.  The treasure box was filled with toys.  So I went to the basement and found this old looking suitcase that I could put toys in.

He carried this around with him and talked about pooping in the potty, but would keep having accidents or would ask for a pull-up to poop in.  ( I know a lot of poopy talk in this post.  And I also know that poopy is not even a word, but that is what we say in this house.) 
So long story short, one Saturday he came in from playing outside and I knew that he had pooped in his underwear.  I went a little coo-coo!  I started raising my voice.  Okay, yelling, "Landon, I'm tired of this!  You are four years old now!  I want you to sit on that potty while I go clean this mess up!  You sit there and you finish pooping!"  Do you know that little stinker, the name fit at the moment, for real, looked at me and said, "okaaaaaaay, I'll go poopy on the potty!"  Now, let's make sure you understand, this boy has been terrified to sit on the potty!  Has never pooped on the potty!  And all of a sudden, he just looks at me and says, "okaaaaaay......"  I looked at him and said, "you do that! I will be back in a minute." 

I'm in the laundry room with the water running.  The girls come in screaming, "Landon went poopy on the potty!  He did it!"  I go running to the bathroom, passing Seth and Sawyer kicked back in the recliner eating a bowl of ice cream.  And Landon has POOPED!  Me and the girls are dancing and screaming, "good job!"  It was such a glorious sight to me!  I'm not even exaggerating my emotions.  They were real.  I went to the living room and told Seth he better put that ice cream down and get in there and do a potty dance.  His son had just POOPED!  Seth did as commanded and then Landon got to pick a treat from his treasure box and then we all celebrated with an ice cream party!  And we haven't looked back.  He has not had one accident!

 From Laurel's face, you can tell the girl is a lover, not a fighter!  She was trying her hardest to be a good big sister and play swords with the boys.  She was scared to death! 

Ha! Ha!  I love Landon's face in this picture.  It is so amazing to me how boys just innately know how to do certain things.  It was one, long journey with this dude, but the Claytons got a pay raise this summer all because of Landon!  Whoo Hoo!