And the adventure continues...

I have begun what I call "pre-potty training" with Xander. Since he's only 22 months old I don't feel a real rush to get it done, but since he is aware enough to know what's going on and what to do on the potty I encourage him to get on it a couple times a day. He may or may not pee. It just depends on the day.

However, the downside of this is that a couple times he's taken off his own diaper after pooping. Normally not an issue, I grab him and clean him up before he makes a mess.

Last night, I was not so lucky. Before I knew what happened he had climbed up on the back of his plush rocking horse. I took it out to the kitchen to clean it (and keep it out of his reach since the kitchen is blocked with baby gates). Before I had a chance to spray some cleaner on it Adrienne sat on it. Doh.


I feel like every time I turn around I have some massive disgusting mess to clean up after this boy. Just when I think I've had enough of his bologna, though, he gives me a look like this and I can pretty much forgive all wrongs. Sticky from a sucker, crazy bedhead hair from his nap... he even conned me into sharing one of my Warheads with him. (Photo Snob Disclaimer: fuzzy photo the result of using my phone to take pictures instead of my camera. haha)