So, before dinner tonight, I'm doing my homework, and I hear a plaintive cry for help from The Wife, who is changing The Boy immediately before they were going for a walk to pick up some meds for Musical Daddy. I rush in the nursery, as quickly as possible, to find out that The Boy has created yet another first: his first "adult"-style poop!
Yup, for the first time in his life, he created poop that was actually poop instead of a liquid spray with broccoli pieces. This was actually a little turd.
I'm so proud. He's my little pooper.
Congrats to my friend, Band Guy, for the delivery of his son, Kevin Thomas Band Guy. 7 pounds, 10 ounces, 20.75 inches. It should be interesting and fun - I can't wait to meet the little guy.