Here is the first story...
One of his pre-school's admission rule is the children must be fully potty trained, so we took his potty training pretty seriously and always praised him for every little success.
One day we went to Nordstrom. I went to the ladies room which is next to the stores elevator, after I came out of the door and there were many people waiting for the elevator, and here came our Landon, clapping his hands and cheering loudly: Hooray! Mummy, you did it!!! You did it!!! Good job!!! Potty Power!!!
p.s. I asked him if I can take a picture for him, he said... ok if you take a picture of my car first. He loves his cars.