Warning: This Post is About Poop

I am proud to announce that Rory has been wearing his big boy underpants now for five days in a row. FIVE FABULOUS DAYS! This is pretty amazing considering the fact that I was utterly convinced my son would NEVER be potty trained, and that I would be sending him off to college some day with a duffel bag full of diapers.

He's had the pee part of things down for quite some time now, but pooping was a whole different ball game. He outright REFUSED to poop in a toilet. He would tinkle in the toilet all day long without a hitch, but when it was time to do the big "P", he would come and beg for a diaper. And I mean BEG - crying, pleading, throwing himself on the floor like he was going to die - that kind of begging. And no amount of bribary would make him budge. Jelly beans, water balloons, lollipops, promises of toys galore - nothing worked. The furthest I could get with him on a regular basis was to have him sit on the pot IN HIS DIAPER and poop. How silly is that?

But finally, FINALLY, today, he pooped on the toilet ALL BY HIMSELF - and prepare yourself, because here is the picture to prove it:



Way to go, Ro!

A Look into the Future...

We took Rory to one of the summer concerts in the park a few weekends ago, and of course, he wanted to be as close to the stage as possible to soak it all in. He plastered himself to the fencing around the stage and kept saying, "Mom, I wish I could go up there!":



He was so obviously thrilled by being so close to the music that one of the musicians even noticed. He kept looking at Rory and smiling, and Ro of course was smiling his little head off. So, during the second set, the guy came over and asked if he could bring Rory up on stage. I didn't even have time to answer before Rory threw himself at the man without a moments hesitation and went up on stage in front of a couple thousand people! I've never seen him smile so big!



I imagine it won't be long before our little guy is up on stage playing music on his own...

Touché!

I haven't blogged in almost a month, mostly due to being busy with my now nap-less child, however last night something happened that was so worth blogging about that I just had to jump back on the bandwagon.

We were all playing on the floor and Hoby playfully asked Rory, "Hey, do you know what my name is?" And Rory looks at him with a big smile on his face and says, "Yup - it's WUSS!"

Heard that word from his daddy no doubt and then served it right back to him on a silver platter.

Needless to say, I LAUGHED MY BUTT OFF.