Yesterday at around 4:30 AM Nathaniel woke up throwing up. Oh Fun! I knew it was coming though. One can’t get sick without the other getting sick. Where would the fun be in that? By dinner time he was his same old self though. It amazes me how quickly kids bounce back from being sick. I’d still be whining about not feeling well. 
Even through all of that, he did very well with going to the bathroom in the potty. He even appears to be night trained already. Two nights in a row now and he’s not had an accident all night. I’m so proud of him. I kind of figured that when he was ready to potty train it wouldn’t be very hard. For some reason I still wasn’t looking forward to it though. A friend asked me if I was sad that he was potty trained (he’s growing up). I easily said, “NO WAY!”.