target practice

Mums and Pops have me on this routine where I'm pee'ing in the big boy potty now. I still wear my pampy-pamps but only for protection from puddles. That's what Pops says.

At first I didn't want to pee, but then I saw Pops standing. So I thought I'd give it a try. I didn't quite make it inside the potty...I'd say more around the potty. So Mums threw my breakfast in the potty! She says the next time I go pee-pee, I can "shoot the Che.erios."

I stared at my breakfast for a while. Why would she do that? I was going to eat it, promise....I looked at the colorful O's and still didn't understand why they were floating in the potty. Gosh, I hope Mums doesn't make eat my breakfast in the potty...

She didn't.

She gave me more cereal in my bowl, and after eating breakfast, she brought me back to the potty to "shoot the Che.erios." I still didn't get it, but I got in position.

squeeze the butt...squeeze, squeeze, squeeze...nothing...push...

I pee'd! And I got to shoot the Che.erios! It was so fun, now every time I go potty I get to throw some in there for practice.