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I’m going to go out on a limb, CNN-post-Supreme-Court-Obamacare-decision-style, and declare Jacob OFFICIALLY POTTY TRAINED.  Sure, I’m tempting fate.  But I just ate a chocolate chip cookie and I’m feeling daring.

He jumps up and heads to the bathroom without prompting.  He lets us know when he has to go.  He mastered the art of the roadside and “off the deck” during our recent trip.  And I’ve lost count of the days since our last plastic baggie dirty clothes care package from school.

Now, we still talk him into a Lightning McQueen pull-up every night.  But that’s more about our laundry reduction initiative than our commode coaching campaign.  Someday we’ll worry about weaning me off of pull-ups.

Based on a quick review of my incredibly handy baby blog records, Jacob used his potty for the first time on January 23, 2011.  Just 535 short days from introduction… to success.

They say the first one teaches the second one.  You’ve heard them say that, right?  Hello?