September 28, 2002

Pee Peeing in the Potty

I pee pee in the potty every day, and have been doing so for well over three years now. I was a quick learner! So you can understand my inability to comprehend the extraordinary enthusiasm that my two year old nephew Dillon displays each and every time he successfully pee pees in the potty. It’s like the Cowboys have just scored a TD. He’s throwing his hands up, shouting his accomplishments to the world, and kissing all the adults and animals in the house. It’s quite a sight.

Tiffany and I babysitted Dillon last night and much of today, and when all was said and done, thankfully, Dillon said a lot more than was done. What was “done” was only one tiny accident, but he “said” a whole lot! In fact, he is learning to say new things everyday. His favorite words are “cow”, “big cow”, and “horsey.” I think his little mind revolves around farm animals in general. And it helps to be in Texas where there are lots of cows.

Well I’ve gotta get going. Tiffany and I are off to the grocery store.