you are invited to a potty party

Well, someone has become very enamored of the potty. Brock has been having potty parties,  committed sessions up to 40 minutes long that entail several moments of re-adjusting, standing up, giggling and excitement, but very few of the much anticipated plops or plunks. He has successfully gone pee once. There was much rejoicing. And a jelly bean.
 
 Big or small, they each have their own appeal.

 This is no time to be shy readers of the blog! A man has claimed his throne and must be acknowledged.
 There was nothing to wipe of course, but it was the cherry on the top for him so the regal white flag in his left hand is not one of surrender, but of triumph. 

This picture made me realize that I'm not ready to give up the diaper yet. That and reading Melinda's post and realizing that wiping with TP will not be the same as a wet wipe and that Brock's second (or third, or fourth) wardrobes will have to be reinstated back in my purse. Sigh.



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