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Yeah, so this isn’t going to be the most pleasant post, but I must put it down in writing so that we can laugh about it later.

Colin is definitely potty trained, albeit a bit of a slave to his little potty, but we can work on that. It’s actually impressive that we only started a few weeks ago and he’s already able to stay dry through the night! I’m told night time dryness can take a year or more. And before anyone says it, I am well aware he can regress.

Yesterday while an adult (I will keep his identity anonymous) was sitting on his throne and Colin was hovering around. At one point Colin says “What’s that sound?” I don’t recall if there was a reply, but Colin then said “it’s crap sounds”. Matt and I were in shock because neither of us know where he learned to say that.

This morning while changing Colin I happened to use the word crap, like “oh crap I forgot to start breakfast” so we figured out where the word came from, but that doesn’t explain how Colin used the word to refer to poop since neither of us use it that way (as in I have to go take a crap, etc).

Today Colin went into the bathroom to go number 2. He finished and then proclaimed “Holy Crap!” He repeated this proclamation after his second trip to the potty for number 2.

If anyone would like to take credit for telling Colin that crap means poop, please let us know. And if you have any tips on how to stop him from using that and the word stupid, we would appreciate it.

Tonight I was im’ing Matt who sadly was at the office very late due to having been out for two days with a cold. He told me he was on his way home during our conversation, which I was happy to hear because it was 9:30pm. About an hour later I decided to get ready for bed and figured Matt would be home shortly. I took a stroller into the hallway outside our condo and I heard the elevator move. Figuring it was probably Matt I decided to scare him by standing right outside the elevator when the door opened. To my surprise and more importantly to my neighbor’s surprise, it was my neighbor John on the elevator and not my husband. We got a good laugh, partly because John had heard someone out in the hallway and had expected to see his dog when the doors opened. As Matt and I laughed about this story it recalled another story from San Francisco.

It is a story about this woman:

It was the beginning of 2003 and Matt and I were still in our first blissful year of marriage. Matt’s parents were in town for a visit. Judy is a lover of lighthouses so we were visiting the Point Bonita Lighthouse just over the Golden Gate bridge. It is well known for its cool suspension bridge that is a bit scary due to the limit of people that can be on it at once.

After enjoying the lighthouse we walked the trail back to our car and I ran ahead to use the porta potty that was along the road. Matt and Judy, I believe, strolled slowly probably taking in the calla lillies I remember we were all impressed with along the way.  Matt came upon the porta potty and decided he would play a trick on me. He proceeded to whisper into the potty “I can hear you peeing…” And then decided he would lie in wait to snap a picture of me as I exited since he was certain I would have some silly reaction to his comment.

To his chagrin, I had already left the toilet and the lovely lady in the picture above was the recipient of his little jokes. She doesn’t look too thrilled, does she?

And to add to the humor, Dan watched the whole thing go down knowing that it wasn’t me in the bathroom and didn’t say anything! LOL

Ah memories!

Eating veggies CAN be bad for your brain.

Colin spent a lot of this summer at the park with his best friend from school, Sophia. Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday we would go to a park around the corner and Sophia and Colin would play in the water together. Their favorite game was Help! Help! One of them would get “stuck” and would yell Help Help until the other one took them by the hand and unstuck them. Quite adorable.

Colin is in his pajamas outside because it was pajama day at school. Sophia’s mom, Joana, had managed to change her into a swimsuit prior to her getting wet, but since he was already wet I didn’t bother…

First I must tell you we are potty training. Despite some frustration it’s going quite well. Today Colin sat on the potty twice and just went and then continued on his day. As opposed to him sitting forever waiting for the pee to come…

As a reward for filling up a potty chart with stickers by going pee and poo in the potty Colin got as his reward a battery operated thomas. It’s pretty cool, by far his favorite toy at the moment. It’s got a pretty strong engine, can pull several cars up the hills we have. It can also do some serious damage on mom’s hair.

For the record, I don’t ever recommend allowing a child “chug” his/her battery operated train under your head if you have long hair.

Here’s Thomas right after I ripped him out of my hair:

And this is the rats nest that was my hair after he was gone: