Busy, busy, busy
I’ll be out of pocket for a bit. I have Little Man all by myself for the week and we are working on toilet training. His mom and dad are busy with his little sis, I’m not going back to work for at least a week or two (long, but decent story), and who knows when I’ll have this chance to bond again.
For the most part, Little Man is training just like his mommy and auntie did: bare assed in the back yard. Having never trained boys, my work is cut out for me. I don’t think I could have ever known how much little boys liked their weenies and the poop in the kitchen was a surprise that I wasn’t quite ready for. No potty training is complete without training pants pics and so I’ve made sure that we have some to embarrass him with later.
My boy was just like that comedy routine:
Excuse Me while I whip this out.
He’d pee anywhere. Anytime. Since we live in the stix, it wasn’t like he was offending the neighbors. How-some-ever, he seems to have grown out of that………
You made me lol though, reminded me of every dam time I’d turn around and he’d be standing on a rock peeing like it was the proudest moment of his life.