Wednesday, August 6, 2008


Last night, I dreamed that Rye went potty standing up.

You know, like an actual grown-up man.

I did not share this dream with anyone, nor did Rye and I talk about going potty today any differently than we normally do. Normal, by the way is usually something like this:

Me: Rye, do you have to go potty?

Him: No!

Me: OK ... I just don't want you to go potty in your pants.

Him: I won't go potty in my pants.

This conversation usually happens in the morning. You know, after he's slept 10 hours and obviously has to pee.

Anyway, tonight, he said, "I want to go potty standing up."

Out of the freaking blue.

And then he did it. Just like that. And then, later, before bed, he did it again.

These things don't just happen.


Jenny said...

Yay! That's very exciting. Especially for it to happen out of the blue like that.

That's a really great pic too!

Ashley said...

Yay, Rye!!! :-)

Anonymous said...

Weird that you dreamed about it the night before it happened. You must have some kind of psychic thing going on between you and Rye. =)