Hurrah for being the bringer of calm, delad, and dead impressive minipotty (realised I had mispelt that spotty, but seems appropriate.)
O is suddenly in pants!
We've had a potty knocking around for ages but on the weekend at my parents he managed to get a wee in it, and we all made a big song and dance over how cool he was, and since then we've had most pees in the potty and a few asks. One poo in trousers under fil's supervision,
but he's doing well and even asking..
Apropos house prices, we're in London (Walthamstow) and it's full mental here. Won't even go into it but the house price leap in two years is loony.