Wutter yuhgunna do?

Me:  Bert, it is a new year and you are three now.  So, today when you need to go poop, would you like to use your blue potty or mommy and daddy's big white toilet?

long and pensive pause given to Bert's deliberation

Bert:  I will just poop in my white diaper, Mommy.

Me:  sigh, laugh, smile, hug

And, as yucky as poop diapers are, I do feel sadness just thinking of no more diaper changes.  Similar to  breastfeeding(which still gives me the heebie jeebies).  My heart ached as I knowingly nursed each of my boys for the last time. Is it weird that they were five?  Kidding.  Barely a year.