It's All Big

Big has been dry for the past two nights. Yeah, you heard me-- completely dry. And he's been dry during the day, too. I am utterly flabbergasted by it. To go from showing no real desire to even sit on the potty to then start to hold it day and night is crazy. And awesome.


I didn't even notice when I got Big ready for bed two nights ago that the diaper that he'd been wearing for the afternoon was dry, so when he woke up at 10 pm and said that his stomach hurt I was worried. Then he asked to sit on the potty and peed a TON. 


It was then that I noticed that not only was his diaper still dry, but the afternoon diaper I'd taken off of him was dry, too. He must have had a stomachache from holding in the pee for so long! I felt bad that I hadn't noticed. 


I didn't really expect it to continue, but when Big woke up in the morning he was still dry, sat on the potty when he needed to all day and then woke up dry again this morning. I am so excited! Seriously. This is huge!


The boys were having trouble with each other this morning, so when Big asked if he could shower with me, I agreed. Anything to prevent bloodshed, right? Um, yeah. This will be the LAST time he showers with me. 


It might just have a little something to do with this:


(As we got ready to get in the shower)


Big: "You have nice nibbles."


Me: "Um... thanks."


Big: "They're HUGE! Really big." (looks down at his chest) "And mine are just little."


Me: "Well, you're pretty little. And boys' nipples don't get as big as girls' do anyway."


Big: "I like yours. Can I play with them?"


Me: "NO!!"


(Then, while we were in the shower)


Big: "You have a lot of water running off your fur-gina, I'm going to catch it with my cup!"


(Fur-gina?? Time to stop putting off the waxing, I guess.)


Yikes! If I wanted that kind of action I'd shower with his father! Heavens, but you can tell they're related.


After we got out of the shower, Big requested a snack of graham crackers and milk. As I was getting the crackers out of their package, Big gave me some instructions--


"I want you to break one into a triangle and one into a hexagon!"


Luckily they weren't clean-breaking graham crackers so my task was an easy one. Well, relatively easy. My hexagon actually came out as a pentagon, but Big didn't notice (thank goodness).