Call It What You Want...

Adam is six months old today! It has been a very fun half-year. Mark suggested (yesterday) that we should have cake. We did not. Adam did get to try carrots, though. His first outing with the carrots was positive, but then he spit out the rice cereal, then cried. We'll have to wait to see what he thinks of the world tomorrow. But. That crying incident was the only time he cried all day. He had such a happy day. :) He went right to bed for his naps and woke up happy. After his afternoon nap, I left him in his bed, gave him a toy and turned on the light while I did some putting-away (clean clothes, outgrown clothes, blankets) and tidying, and he was as happy as could be. Good kid.

Mark is working on potty training. He's pottying very nicely in the toilet, but #2 isn't going so well yet, which is normal and okay with me, really. We have offered him a "prize" when he goes "poopy" in the potty. He has lots of good ideas about when he should get this prize, and has even made a suggestion about what it should be:

Yesterday:
"Prize. Ladder truck, maybe? Maybe. Ladder truck."

Today:
"Prize. Sixty dollars."

I could not believe my little ears. Did he just suggest SIXTY DOLLARS for going poop in the potty?!?! I asked, "Sixty dollars?" He laughed and laughed and said, "Prize, sixty dollars." I couldn't help it and laughed and laughed. He also laughed and laughed.

Getting this kid to use the toilet for his bodily functions is going to be costly indeed. (I should have agreed to the ladder truck yesterday.)