Creeson came over on Saturday night with a bunch of other people for supper. The two of you didn't really eat because, come on, there were toys to be played with, stools to run around, stairs to go up and down and popcorn to share. But you had so much fun, leading him around by the hand. The two of you get along pretty well. He frustrates you at times because everything he touches is "mine" but you'll readily give up a toy if it stops him from freaking out.
And I really have to mention how proud I am of you for peeing on the potty. You haven't had an 'accident' in over a week, you pee sometimes without even telling us (we'll just find a pee-filled potty) and the other night at Wal-Mart you said you had to pee and you held it while Dad trekked all the way across the store with you to the bathroom. It's funny though. You take your shirt off before you take off your pants to pee so you always end up naked. Good luck getting those back on again. And for the first time ever, your diaper was dry the other morning. I suppose naptimes and nighttimes are the next frontier. At least you're saving us money on diapers!