Potty training plugs along at our house. We ignored all of it for a few weeks, hoping James would be more receptive than our previous attempts. Out of nowhere, James requested McQueen Pullups. He has seen some of the older boys with them at daycare and he just had to have them. They're thinner than diapers (and leak more...) but James can put them on by himself. He's been more interested in using the potty and has had some success, although he still won't ask to use it himself. He also rarely admits that he has to go, even if you ask every 30 minutes or so. But he's interested and we are getting there, slowly but surely.
Rhonda, patron saint of screaming babies, runny noses, and all things child oriented thinks he'll be done by the end of the summer. That's the prophecy, let's hope it comes true!