We've started potty "training" Aaron. I say "training" because he already knows how to do it--we just sit him on the potty and he does his thing. He really seems to like it; he sits there and unrolls the toilet paper (or he did until we moved it...), looks at himself in the mirror, talks to me, blows raspberries, and whatever else suits his fancy. He seems to understand what it's for too. He will usually wait to go until I put him on the potty, unless it's been too long. We certainly don't catch everything, but there have been far fewer poopy and wet diapers to change lately, which is awesome. I figured he probably won't be totally potty trained for a while, but at least he will be used to the toilet and understand what it's for.
And since all the grandmas will want a picture, here's a recent unrelated one:
Yeah, it's still cold here, but that day it was a little warmer and I just couldn't resist seeing those little chubber legs and feet (I changed him into long pants and socks just after taking this).
