He's potty trained, promise.

Although I might end up deleting this post one day, like the post that forced my blog private so Thade could save face with his buddies, it's way too funny not to share.  I'm sorry Reed, I'm sure you will spew obcentities at me when you (or your girlfriend) are old enough to google yourself.  But just think of all those people you made giggle.  You can thank Uncle RyRy for sending me such awesomeness. Love, Mom