I told you about the success we've had with teaching two of the triplets how to pee in the potty. I didn't mention anything about trying #2 because, well, we hadn't tried it. We figured we would work on one thing at a time, so we really hadn't talked much about it with them. I simply mentioned that one day, when they finally went poop in the potty, I would bake them a cake.
Well, Sunday morning, Oliver came running out of the bathroom to tell us that he pooped in the potty. We celebrated appropriately and the triplets all yelled, "Oliver gets a cake!" I guess they remembered my comment. So Oliver and I made a special trip to the store to buy cake mix and icing, and I let him pick the colors. He asked for a black cake, so we went with chocolate.
I had a little trouble trying to decide what to write on the cake. Somehow, "way to poop in the potty" didn't sound very appetizing, so we wound up with:
The girls were very impressed with Oliver's special cake. He tried to keep it all to himself - we had to convince him to share.