Daddy is farnee

We have graduated Rachel from her potty to the big people's toilet, with mothercare's duck toilet trainer seat. We bought 2, one for our place, and another one for MIL's place. Rachel seems to "fit" nicely on the trainer seats....

Nevertheless, we have not totally decommissioned her potties. We put the potty downstairs, in case she wants to poo poo....when we are lazy parents - too lazy to take her upstairs to use her trainer's seat....

Anyhow....yesterday night, when we were enjoying an episode of HOUSE; Rachel, with such good sense of timing, tells us she wants to "moh moh" (which means poo poo in her language). So, out came the potty, and we sat her down in front of the TV. She kept on looking at me while she was doing her big business, and waving her hand in front of her nose....I guess her sense of smell is developing fine? he, he......

After her "chore", it was Daddy's chore to clean her potty....and her daddy exclaimed...."My God...that's the biggest *poo* ever....it's even bigger than MINE!!!!! NO JOKE!"

Hubby asked me to replace the sh** word with poo...hehehehehe....

I found this incident funny, as hubby did not let this topic rest....he kept on stressing the size of her poo to me, to my father-in-law.....REPEATEDLY!

Not only has Rachel graduated to the adult's toilet....her poo has graduated in size as well!

A pat on Rachel's back.....