Sunday Night Surprise

Tonight, I was cleaning up dinner in the kitchen and Carter comes in and tells me he has to go potty. This has happened a couple times before and has either been too late or a false alarm.  (We haven't been making any effort at toilet training -- he hasn't seemed quite there yet.)  Well tonight I dropped what I was doing and took him in to the bathroom and... what'd'ya know?  He took care of business, stood up, and said "done."  Way to go little guy!

Don't worry, I didn't take any pictures, but here are a couple from the other morning.