Undies

Yes, that is Ty in undies. He started potty training himself. A couple weeks ago he told me he needed to go pee. Since then, he'll randomly tell me when he needs to go - not always but it's enough for now. Then, he started saying he didn't need his diaper on. "Me tell mommy or daddy when need to pee or poo." So, there have been diaperless hours at times, which is where the big boy undies come in. Problem is he only likes the one pair that gma gave him. Even in the pack of three, he only likes the one. Seriously! 

Ty Lately:

"Can't have two babies." (Telling me)

"Make it for you mama." (drew me a picture)

"Feel better?" (after he said sorry for being mean)

"That was small pee, waiting for the big pee."

"Me suck my thumb. Feel better." (asked him if he was ok because he seemed sad)

"Where his mommy? Mommy make him feel better." (a boy is crying in a book)

"Me went pee all by myself." (very happy and proud)

"I come get you. 1, 2, 3, 7, 8, 9." (telling Tessa)

"Torry. Didn't mean to." (sorry)

"Ook at me. I a ballerina." (putting on my camisole)

"After you." (letting me go through a door first)

"I have a kestion." (he has a question)

The best:

"Wuv you mama." (without even telling him first)

Tonight in the bath this was part of a conversation:

Ty: Making ice tea. Want some?

Me: Sure, how much is it?

Ty: 7.49

Me: Wow, that's expensive iced tea. I'll have one cup.

Ty: (pours it into a cup)

Me: Mmmm, that's good iced tea. What's in it?

Ty: Cherry pie

(Who knew he knew what cherry pie was?)