Now that Hayes has learned to say “Pee and Poop” in the same protracted 20-month-old-type sentence, he’s become obsessed with going to the bathroom. Even when he doesn’t have to. On Wednesday, he told me he needed to “pee.” I asked if he really needed to pee. “Uh-hu,” was his reply

I took him to the bathroom, where he asked us to put his potty (an aside: keeping the potty in the bathroom has stopped Hayes’ other potty-based behavior: putting the potty on his head). I took of his diapers, he sat on hi spotty for about 30 seconds. Asked what his penis was (for the millionth time, no lie) and then pointed to the real toilet and said “Dada, pee!” I didn’t have to, but he was clearly more interested in me peeing then him. Despite this obvious fact, Hayes’ was none-too-pleased for me to put his diaper back on.

Yesterday he told Jen when she got home that he needed to “Pee and poop.” With the nanny still there, she took him to the bathroom. He sat for thirty seconds, then got up and wanted Jen to pee. Unlike me, however, Jen neglected to the put the diaper back on when he got up. Hayes reiterated his need to pee then proceeded to be on the floor and laugh. “Better than on me, I guess,” Jen said upon telling me the story. True.

Still, this potty training thing has come on fast and furious and Hayes seems to be leading the way. Wonder when he’ll think going to the bathroom is more interesting than playing with the associated bathroom accompaniments. Though, truth be toold, peeing on the floor would be kind of fun, as long as you didn’d need to clean it up. You know, in that “i broke the law type of way.” It would be. Really. You’re just jealous.