Potty Training

In the middle of the aforementioned (is that really a word?) marital troubles, E is in the middle of potty training. Now why this is such a production, I don't know. He knows what he has to do. He even glories in every poopy he deposits into the toilet (Look, mommy! Poopy!!). We haven't had to change a poopy diaper in almost a week. Then why does he have so many accidents?

Thank god for pull-ups.