Kian came up to me as he was playing outside and said he had to use the potty. Not a super big deal, he's been peeing in the potty for almost a month or more now, but I asked and he said he needed to go poopoo. Again, the alarms didn't go off for me because I thought it was another false alarm, but Oma took him up and sure enough, today he pooped in the toilet for the first time. Woohoo! This represents potential big diaper savings for us, we're superstoked.
But even cooler than that, for me at least, is today was Kian's first pedal-powered ride on two wheels! He finally guilted me into setting up his little Fatboy (I was trying to hold off until his 3rd birthday in a few weeks -- it's a hand-me-down bike that I bought for my nephew Reid when he was 3 and was also used by his brother Justin, so its becoming an heirloom. I cleaned it up, put on a set of new tires, new chain, we picked out a new saddle for it today, and just as I thought might happen it did: I pushed him off and he pedaled away without a hitch. Never a doubt, hardly a wobble, just some early issues with the coaster brake but he seemed to have that all figured out in 20-30 minutes. Fun stuff, although I'm hoping he doesn't totally give up on the scoot.
This maybe 30-minutes after his first try.
Sorry, no pics of poopin...
... only pedalin'
