Poo Poo

Poo Poo is the next big thing to hit the Lankard house. (I can't believe I'm actually blogging about this...)

Last week was the first time Noah sat on the potty and actually pooped in it. The rationale side of me said to not expect a repeat of events, but there was this little bit of hope holding out inside. Hope is still disappointed.

Although, just yesterday I called Noah over to put on his shoes to go outside (two of his favorite things). He ran right up to me and said, "I go poo poo!" So off to the potty we go, unfortunately just a little to late...but it's a start.

Now that he's discovered poo poo, you had better make sure you get the bathroom door closed all the way. Ryan discovered this the hard way.

While Ryan was trying to take care of some business, the pitter-patter of toddler feet came barreling down the hallway and barged in on his bathroom session. Noah was so excited he tried to push Ryan out of the way and kept cheering "Poo poo! Poo poo!" and clapped his hands for daddy. Who says enthusiasm isn't contagious?