That's my boy...

When bro-in-law came over today, he brought the family with him. They have a son a couple of months older than Matthew, and they are best buds. They also have a son a couple of months old. After they ate their lunch, the boys went swimming in the kiddie pool on our back patio. At one point, they were both running around in the back yard, buck naked. They were having a ball. I was watching as Matthew stopped running, stood with his feet pretty far apart, and peed in the yard. Hey, that's a joy of being a boy.

I went back out into the garage to pick up the tools after the brake job, and I heard bro-in-law laughing inside. He came out and told me the news. Matthew had pooped in the back yard. Ok, not a big deal, right? WRONG. A 3 yr old lacks the finesse to poop outside. He had walked, and was dropping crap behind him, getting it all on the backs of his legs, and he walked onto the patio, getting some on the patio. I'll say Shelly deserves a medal after all of the cleaning up after him that she does. Now the thought, you can't get mad at him since he has been taught that whizzing outside is an option, if that's the case, pooping outside must be ok too. Hey, as long as it's not in the house.