My middle son is going through potty training. It's encouraging and a little uncomfortable at the same time, depending on the questions I'm called on to answer: "Look, Dad! Poo-poo! Is it COOL?!"
On the other hand, it makes me smile the way he gets so excited about it. This morning he was telling me his winning strategy for avoiding accidents: "I run really fast so I don't have accident, Dad!" Never mind the fact that once he gets there he gets distracted easily by just about everything and it still takes him awhile to remember to get down to business.
But hey, he's getting much, much better.
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