The other night we went out to dinner. Brayden sat in his high chair as normal devouring his Penne pasta and garlic bread dinner. All of a sudden, he leaned over toward me and rested his sweet little chin on my arm. I reached over to rub his head and he quietly looked at me and said, "poo-poo". I asked him if he had to go poopy, and he started...well...to go poo-poo before I had a chance to run him into the restroom. I was so excited though that he actually knew what poo-poo meant, and that he told me PRIOR to going potty. What a big boy! Now he actually walks into the bathroom and says, "potty", or "pee-pee". So...potty training has begun folks, and this Mama is all too excited about that! He is ready. Big boy potty-here we come!