Happy Birthday to Me - I'm "FREE"

Er, I'm three. (I'm still working on that "th" combination.) Look at what a big boy I am now...I'm 35 pounds and 39 1/2 inches tall. That means that I'm bigger than 90% of other kids my age, and let me tell ya, our playgroup is proof of that! I tower over all of them by at least a whole inch! Mommy found a website that will estimate a child's adult height based on their current height and the heights of the parents, and it figured me to be 6"2'. Holy cow, look out ladies!

Now, to update everyone on my current projects: I've casually been potty training for the last six months, but Mommy says today is the day to start taking it seriously. I really like my diapers, but I feel confident that I'm ready to handle the full transition now. With my trusty Bob the Builder, Thomas the Train, and Cars underwear to help me out, how can I go wrong? My speech is coming along nicely too. I've still got some pronunciation issues, but overall I have improved by leaps and bounds. I've even become quite the chatterbox! My favorite thing at the moment is to repeatedly ask Mommy and Daddy what they are doing, even though I already know. For instance, in the time it took Mommy to put sunscreen on me the other day, I think I asked her a dozen times. I get such a kick out of irritating her! She says she doesn't mind most of the time, but now that the "terrible threes" are officially here, it sure sounds like a challenge to me!