Last night was Quinn’s first night without “Pull-ups”. He only wears them at night and hasn’t peed in them in ages, but I’ve been reluctant to stop using them. I keep meaning to get a waterproof pad for his bed first but, like replacing the bulb that’s been burned out in my bathroom for the past 6 months, it hasn’t happened. I finally decided it was time for him to graduate to a Pull-up free sleep and that I was going to live on the edge and take the risk of doing it sans accident protection — mostly because we had run out of Pull-ups and I didn’t feel like buying more.

He did great. And was very proud of himself.

This evening he peed in the toilet standing up. It’s not the first time he’s done this — he’s expiramented with it from time to time ever since seeing Daddy do it months ago — but this, coupled with last night’s accomplishment, made him doubly proud.

“I a big kid now, Mommy. I do big boy things. I wear underwear with a penis hole and I can poke my penis out and pee through it.”

Ah yes, you do big boy things, my son. Big boy things indeed.