The Patron Saint of Potty Training

Okay, I am not Catholic.  But if I were, I think a Patron Saint of Potty Training would be an absolute necessity.  I mean really...  if you are potty training a child, you need a little divine grace.  Or a lot.

And I will admit, whether it is sacrilegious or no, I have been on my knees doing some serious praying.  And most of that praying has been here:

I hate this flooring.
Hate. It.

And most of it has been in the form of "oh please oh please oh please God let him potty in the potty chair".  I would imagine God has much more important things to attend to.  So a Patron Saint of Potty Training could... you know, take a message. 

But I can now say with much pride and thankfulness, we have had a potty miracle.

J-man peed on the potty yesterday.  Twice.  And today.  Twice. And yes, he even did one #2!  I mean, come on!  That deserves some serious thankfulness, praise, and drinking of the wine.  We spent approximately 5 hours in the bathroom yesterday.  Yes, in that ugly ugly bathroom.  I spent most of it on the floor.  Yes, that ugly ugly hard floor.  But it was allllll worth it!