When we got home, and I was taking him out of his car seat, he said, “Want a piece of meat?” Interestingly enough, Woody says this line to Buzz Lightyear in Toy Story, but of course, the line is “Want a piece of me?”

When I replied, “No, I don’t want a piece of meat.” He responded with, “Want a piece of cheese?”

Matteo is doing very well with his potty training. He wears pull-ups every day and sits on the toilet or stands next to it to do his business. Though we are quite pleased with his progress, he is still working on mastering the poop part. Sometimes we make it, sometimes we don’t.

Matteo turns two in a couple of weeks. Has it really been two years? In May, Christopher turns four. Time certainly flies…

Christopher seems to have hit a milestone of his own. He no longer throws a fit when we go to school in the morning. Of course, now that I write this, he will regress. Ugh. Seriously, though, he has been very mature about it.

Here is a recent family photo…

Adorable.

They are married

I hope we are on our way to a daytime diaper-free household.

Woohoo!

Of course, as a proud parent, I had to capture the moment. Gotta love the iPhone…

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She couldn’t have been happier.

Mommy took lots of pictures during our visit. Mommy sent this picture to us.

Visiting with Mommy

Christopher also was excited to see Mommy Sara. Since he hears about Mommy Stacey and Mommy Sara all the time, I think he was excited to be able to see her in person and be able to put a person to a name and/or photograph.

We really hope Mommy Stacey calls soon to set up a visit.

As we headed down the street, Mike and I were talking about our upcoming dinner date to celebrate my birthday and who of our friends was attending. I also reminded him that we needed to stop by the post box to mail a letter. In the middle of our conversation, we hear, “Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me, Daddy.” In unison, we replied, “Yes?” Christopher asked, “Where are we going?” I informed him that we needed to stop by the post office to mail a letter, after which we would head to Peet’s.

Clearly, we have gone to Peet’s far too much…

All the while, I kept thinking of the time Grandma Kathi was caught for shoplifting at a local store in Gilroy. Like our situation, she was shopping with a little one, one of my nephews. Sadly for her, she did not realize what happened; the store security did, however. They did not believe her when she explained the situation. She did not have to do any time, which is great ’cause I don’t think she would have faired well in the pokie. The Gilroy Dispatch posted a blurb about her “theft”. For a 911 dispatcher, she was mortified. Her colleagues and family thought it was hilarious.

With Christopher fully potty trained except for night-time diapers, we won’t start training Matteo for some time; however, it is nice to see that he has an affinity for sittin’ on the pot. Another positive note – both boys wear size 5 diapers, which means we only need to buy one size of diapers rather than two. Yay!

Getting a feel for the potty

Christopher: “May I have some jelly beans, Daddy.”
Dad or Daddy: “No.”
Christopher: “But why?” or “Why not?”
We take this opportunity to explain that you cannot eat jelly beans for breakfast, or lunch or every day for that matter.

This morning, while Mike was getting dressed and I was getting Matteo dressed, Christopher said he was “going to play a little bit.” Yet, he was very, very quiet. I realized pretty quickly what he was doing. As I called to him, Mike went to the living room to find Christopher sitting on a chair eating jelly beans. We threw the bag in the trash. I know…we are terrible Dads. Whatever…

When I entered the living room, said goodbye to Mike, who was departing for work, I turned to Christopher and said, “you cannot eat jelly beans for breakfast.” He looked at me and replied, “I only ate two, Daddy” as if I was making a big deal out of nothing.

Smart kid…