Ya know, one of the best feelings in the world is when your youngest... your baby finally decides he's ready to potty train. It's been a long, slow, bumpy road. Our boy has had little to no interest in pooping in the potty. Well, pretty much none.

But that has changed! He's been doing his business (in the potty) for the last week or so. And I'm doin' the happy dance.

What's kinda weird about it is that he describes his poops. He looks back at what he did and says things like:

"It's wike a banana!"

- or -

"It's a stick poop!"

- or -

"It wooks wike a pine cone!" (I know, I know... Not too sure about this one...)

I'm still trying to get used to boys.