After Alan's last post about God nudging G. over the potty line, he has almost continually been dry. (Garrett, not Alan. I mean, Alan IS dry, but I'm not talking about Alan.) I am happy to have one less bottom to wipe, and the sight of size 2/3 tighty-whiteys is pretty fun too. It's tacky to put a picture of G. with his TWs on (and possibly bordering on illegal), so I'll post a picture of him being tackled/hugged by his sister instead. You can really see the "Queen/Lackey" relationship coming through in this photo.