....So now I have a bathroom story.

Every mom has them.

Most start around this age.

Here's mine.

We bought Gardner his first potty chair a couple of weeks back. We mainly wanted to get him used to the fact that it's a "piece of furniture" now, to get him used to seeing it. We taught him how to sit on it, clothed. Well, yesterday, while prepping him for a bath, I taught him how to sit on it....unclothed. I told him that "this is where you tee-tee" (that's what we call it 'round here).

He giggled, and stood up. I turned my attention back to the bathtub water level, and glanced back just in time to see a stream shooting forth and hitting the potty seat, potty lid, and the shower curtain. He looked incredibly proud of his feat. I really believe he thought he'd just tee-teed in his potty.

I laughed till my sides hurt. I figured that wouldn't happen again, at least for a while.

I was wrong.

I just had the same incident occur minutes ago, while preparing him for tonight's bath. This time, however, he decided to use ME as a target. I looked back, feeling something warm running down my backside, and saw him standing there, aiming away.

OH, my.

One of many more adventures in the loo, I'm sure!