Like Father, Like Son

I'm not writing a full length blog like always because I feel writing too much will take away the value of the picture I'm going to show at the end. Instead, I want to inform anybody reading this that Celia and I have begun potty training Jadon with some success. We have successfully gotten Jadon excited to use his "big boy Elmo potty." Reason number one is Elmo has a button to push upon completion that Jadon absolutely loves. Reason number two is we allow Jadon to blow out a candle every time he uses the potty; the only catch is we have to sing the "Happy Birthday" song to him. By some chance Jadon isn't excited about using the big boy potty I simply have to say to him, "Jadon, if you go potty Daddy will let you do 'to you.'" That is how he lets us know, he calls it "to you."

Whenever he goes potty he smiles, high fives us, and will call the parent not in the room into the bathroom to join him in the celebration. In other words, every time Jadon uses the potty is similar to a weeks worth of Homecoming celebration. The only thing missing is his Daddy partaking in some inappropriate binge drinking.

Two days ago, I was in the bathroom with Jadon, waiting for him to potty, as I noticed he was concentrating harder than normal. He wasn't his usual chipper self while sitting on the potty, something was different. I was overcome with jubilation in hopes he was about to poop for the first time in his potty. Jadon then looked up at me saying ever so sweetly, "Daddy book." I didn't have a book readily accessible but instead a magazine. Below is my son and these are the words written of a very proud father.