Potty training is such an interesting experience.  My 3 yr old, Gabriel, has just mastered number 1, but number 2 is rather elusive.  We always know when it's "time" because he does what we affectionately call the poo-poo dance.  It involves lot's of bouncing and urgent moaning and many "uh-oh's" but when we head towards the bathroom, the dance mysteriously stops and off he runs to play.  He usually saves it all up for when we put on his nightime diaper.

But lately, of his own accord, he's decided to try the potty for ALL the numbers.  And I couldn't be more happy.  He still likes to do the poo-poo dance as a prelude but when we get to the potty he actually lets me set him up there and gives it a good shot.  I can't say he has ever been successful yet, but golly, the effort is just thrilling. 

So, the other day, while dangling over the toilet, in a space that could fit almost 4 of his cute little Kee-sturs, he shared this observation with me....

"Mom....there's fire shooting out of my crack!"

And lo and behold, success at last.