Potty Training blows

I am so sick of thinking, reading, writing, talking and whining about the potty. I guess until I had toddlers I never gave much thought to how people just get the urge to pee or whatever and their brain sends this signal that says "wait, dont pee on yourself" and you go to this porcelain receptacle and wa-la. I thought maybe when Sawyer got to be around 2 I'd just be like "Hey, listen. Heres some Thomas underwear- could you just stop pissing yourself and start doing it in the bathroom like civilized people?" and he'd be like "Of course mother, lead the way". I never thought it would take so much freaking work. I never thought it would take him so long to care about not peeing himself. I certainly never thought I would spend a year waiting, begging, bribing and discussing it with him before he finally started to get it, making me sorta hate all those people who are all "Well my Mary Catherine, she just trained in one day. She is very bright though. Surely your poor son will get it by the time he goes to Kindergarten?"
Just this Monday he went to school in big boy underpants and he has done so well. Its finally happening, just when I thought he was gonna end up going to Kindergarten in his pull ups.And I am so proud of him. You would think he won the Nobel peace prize everytime he uses that thing, its making me tear up a little now.

Now if I could get Miss Amelie to join her big brother soon, that would be such a cakewalk. I get the feeling she will train much faster, she is already catching on much quicker. Her baby dolls even use the potty, as long as they get M&M's.