It’s all about pee and poop at 11D tonight. For those with a weak stomach, please move on and read a more genteel blog for the evening.

Ian turned three last weekend. A major milestone in a boy’s life. That means the end of two hour nap in the middle of the afternoon, which has pros and cons for his parents. No more driving tours of the hills of New Jersey to put the little man to sleep. No more hour long crankiness after the nap as Mr. Ian gets his head together. But also no more two hours of silence. Pros and cons.

And it’s also time to finally potty train the kid. He’s been ready for months. He started using the little white potty during Naked Time back in September. For non-parents, an explanation. No, we’re not some peace and love hippies. Naked Time is the hour before bath when the diaper is removed and the tushy gets a bit fresh air.

He’s been ready for a while, but we held him back because he can’t talk. How would he tell us that he had to go when we were out? We finally learned the sign for potty, a shaking fist, so we’re cool.

All weekend, Ian’s tushy peaked out from the bottom of his blue sweater. Kinda like Donald Sutherland in Animal House. He mostly got the idea. He runs to the bathroom when he has to go, puts a stool up the big potty, and aims like a pro into the water. All set to write his name in the snow.

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