The closest he would get to using the potty was to sit on it, fully clothed, in order to get his picture taken and then "see Cooper on cam-ah?".
Needless to say, we weren't too optimistic about progress in potty-training when we couldn't get him to remove his pants. We kept talking about it, though, and made repeated promises of cookies and candy for "pee pee and poopy".
Then, last week, after finally being convinced to put his bare bottom on the potty, Cooper sat on it for a long time in the middle of the living room...
...while Daddy read his favorite potty books...
...and even demonstrated how to "puuuuuuuush" the poopy out.
At the end of the day, there was an empty potty.
BUT, a few days later, they were at it again. And the end result?? Just the smallest little bit of both pee pee and poopy. And, based on our reaction, you would have thought he won an Olympic gold medal.