Jon took last week off to get ready for Madeline's backyard birthday party (more on that later), and he was out front Thursday with the kids while they played t-ball and he did yard work. He turned around in time to see Baxter zipping up behind our big cottonwood tree.
"What are you doing, buddy?"
"I peed on the tree, Daddy!"
"Baxter, we don't pee outside. We ONLY pee on the potty, okay? Where do we pee?"
"On the potty."
The next day, they're out front again and Baxter whips it out and pees on the grass. They go through approximately the same exchange, and throughout the day Jon rehearses him: "On the potty, Daddy!"
Saturday. I'm sitting at the kitchen table, by the glass door to the backyard. Jon asks where Baxter is and I say he's outside. I follow Jon's eyes to the back door in time to see Baxter letting it fly on the grass just beyond the back patio.
Sunday, after Madeline's beach party, Madeline & Baxter got back in the kiddie pool we'd set up in the back yard. Jon and his brother Chad are out there with them, and Chad looks up and says, "What are you doing, Buddy?" Baxter has his bathing suit around his ankles and is about to pee IN THE POOL.
As far as we know, he has not peed outside in two days. (The key phrase is, "as far as we know.")
So, on to Madeline's party. We had two pools, though the inflatable one leaked air and, consequently, leaked water through most of the party. Most of her buddies came (though one mom called an hour before the party to say that her son had decided he wanted to stay home!), and there were pretzels, pizza, smiley-face cupcakes (in rainbow hues), and ice cream. We have a new playset, complete with fort and three swing positions, and that was a big hit, too. See photos...