The unthinkable has been accomplished! Tanner is potty trained. After thinking that it was never going to happen, and Tanner not being interested in any reward I could come up with, I guess he finally decided that he was ready. He takes after his father in the fact that he does everything when he feels like it's his idea, not mine, so I knew that I was going to have to wait until he was ready, but I was getting impatient waiting. The boots were his reward. They must have been just enough motivation, because they worked! Now he has new brown boots that I have to take off almost every night after he has fallen asleep. I love it! Way to go Tanner!
One down, one to go. I hear girls are easier to potty train than boys, so maybe we only have another year of diapers! Wouldn't that be nice?!