#2

Um, not Baby #2. Come on.

The other #2. The kind you push out. Wait.

Let's just say it. Poop.

When we got back from Iowa in the mid-March, we bought potty seat (to go on top of our toilet seat), as well as a book called Potty, because Asher had been showing signs that he knew he needed his diaper changed. Like he would give me a clean diaper, bring me his changing pad, unfold it, and lay down.

I am happy to report that today was Asher's 5th consecutive day of going #2 on the potty before his nap!

He sits on the potty other times throughout the day, as well. But no other time is as consistent as his 1:00 poop. He knows that we're very proud of him. We cheer and clap when we hear a plop. He's gotten to be pretty proud of himself as well. Each time he hears it, he yells "POTTY!!!!" And grins ear to ear.