it's potty time

i was rocking max to sleep the other day and realized his legs hang all the way off my lap. when did that happen? maxwell will be two this month and has decided he can do things all by himself. i hear, "no, me!" about fifty times daily. his new interest is going potty. he strips down then responsibly streeks to the kitchen garbage to throw his diaper away. then wants to go potty all by himself, standing up (i know, tmi) which is difficult because he is still so little. but my point is that most parent encourage this and i find myself saying, "do you really want to go...are you sure...let's go after dinner." this morning when i tried to put his diaper on, he threw it over the ledge of the loft and the next thing i knew he had attempted to put kai's underwear on. i need to have a change of heart, but every time i hear, "peee, peee" i think, "no,no." he is super-cute and it's fun to hear his little words. his hilarious big brothers love to have him repeat words to make sentences...usually something along the lines of "mom...blew...up!" (followed by roars of laughter)