On a positive note, Johnny is potty training himself on this trip. (Courtney also began her potty training in a hotel room!) He has never had success in actually going in a potty, until Sunday. He has always said that "it doesn't work". Well, guess what! It works! He went three times on Sunday and only used his diaper for, um, #2. Yesterday we were out so much, we didn't get success, but he still tried and instead of saying it didn't work, he put a positive spin on it and just said there wasn't any pee in there.
We called the grandparents on Sunday to let Johnny tell them the good news. He said:
"I went potty! My p_ _ _ _ works. It had yellow on it." Yeah, um, last week when changing his diaper, he pointed and asked what his male parts were called. So I told him. And he has been using that word ever since. Joy.