Potty Training Try 2

Today Gavin officially moved to the 3 year old room at school. They call it early preschool, but that's too "grown up" sounding for me. Since August, Ms. Maria has not only taught him Spanish, but also has worked in the potty training. Most days he has 1 or 2 wet pull ups, but he goes on the potty at school. Occasionally, he uses the potty at home, but since July I haven't pushed it--until the past two Saturday mornings. Which brings us back to his new class. Historically, kids don't move until they're potty trained. But, times they are a changing & babies they are a being birthed at my campus & filllin up daycare--necessitating movin' on up.
Last week Ms. Elaine & I visited briefly about Gavin's transition. When I mentioned that we were working with G at home and open to a push, she said,"Let's just go cold turkey on Monday. Be sure to bring an extra pair of shoes if he has them." My heart leapt: help with potty training!
Saturday, G wore big boy underwear in the morning. We had 4 outfit changes before I called it quits. I did learn that fleece pants & sweats are really absorbent when potty training.
This morning, G wore his big boy underwear to school. He only used 1 of the 4 pairs of pants I sent with him. And there were 2 pairs of wet undies. I have my suspicions that another pair might have met the trash can, but since he no longer gets a daily sheet, I don't know that. The absence of the daily sheet is another thing I dislike. I guess I don't have to get a report on the times he goes potty and whether or not he was dry, or what time he napped, or how much he ate, but boy it makes life easier. I suppose I'll begin letting go, but it's hard when I want blow-by-blows on the potty training. How can I learn what he's doing without that sheet? The other complication is that I don't pick him up from the teacher he has been with all day. I guess for now, I'll just ask a million questions & be "that mom.".
I'm so proud of my little guy. We made a Wal-Mart stop for a Lightening McQueen car as a reward. As soon as we got home, G went on the potty & then I unloaded the car. (I learn from my mistakes.)
And what is cuter than those little underwear?