Going Potty

Ever since I started on solid foods and had my first 'mashy' bowel movement last month, Grandma has been wanting to train me to do my baking on the potty. This is because when I'm ready to do THE business, I'm able to 'choot' signals to let people know. My eyebrows turn pink...my mouth goes into a convoluted shape...my face looks like it's gonna explode...I make funny 'mmph' noises...repeatedly.

You get the picture lah.

So last week, Mummy finally remembered to buy me my very own blue potty! And I'm glad to report that I have successfully initiated dear old Mr. Potty Blue. :)

Whenever I 'choot' my signals, Grandma will immediately place my bum on the potty and coordinates the 'mmph' sounds together with me. Hahaha...sounds funny I know but it works! Heh. She still needs to hold me on the potty though 'cos I still can't sit up on my own yet.

So here's me, in my full glory on my throne...a bit X-rated lah...hee hee...