
We haven't pushed potty training since I find diapers rather convenient and dread the inevitable public accidents. Whenever we'd ask Christian when he was going to use the potty like a big boy, he'd say
"when I'm the biggest boy I'll go on the potty." Well Christian is now the
Biggest Boy and he did it on his own. This week he started telling us when he needed to go and it's been smooth sailing thus far. I'm not saying we have a genius kid who potty trained himself but he pretty much did (and of course WE think he's pretty dang smart).

Guess he was finally ready at almost 3.
He proudly examines his accomplishment, "it looks like a candy cane," (TMI) and loves flushing the potty and seeing all the varieties of potties wherever we go (oh the joys of parenthood). We've even survived overnight and through outings. Hooray for
our Biggest Boy! Now if he can just get over being sick we'll be in great shape.
Mason has discovered the art of
clapping and cheering and he loves a good beat, he'll start rocking and bouncing to any tune. His poor forehead is battered with bruises from his other recent trick,
pulling up on everything and anything and he's even attempted the stairs. Oh no - now we're really in for it!


Such a show off.


Couldn't resist posting the cute naked bums, yes Mason is bigger than Christian, such a chunk!