Tonight Micah went to the bathroom all alone for the first time. He went into the bathroom, closed the door behind himself, when Michael went in to check he had already pulled his pants down, put the potty seat on the toilet, and sat down. Michael said "Do you need some help?" and Micah said "No, close the door please." He pooped, and then he (allegedly) wiped himself, he flushed the toilet, pulled his pants up, washed his hands, and he closed the bathroom door behind him when he left. Really the only thing he can't do yet is turn the light on, but in this case I think it was already on from the last time he had been in there.
He's growing more independent and imaginative by the day and has a surprising understanding of the world around him. The other day he told me this long story about two little pictures we had colored together. He proceeded to fold them in half and said he was going to give them to Grandma Roo and she was going to say "oh thank you" and he'd say "your welcome" and she would like them so much and she would put them on her fridge.
We also have frequent conversations about how his day was at the babysitter. Usually they are about how Erin (the sitter) told Harper (another 2-year old) not to do something, not to cry, not to hit, not to climb on something, etc. Or he brags to me that he hit or kicked or stepped on the baby that is at the sitter with him. I don't think the stories are true because Erin is constantly telling us how good he is with the baby, but I do my duty and tell him that's not nice and he shouldn't do that, and he seems satisfied with my response!
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