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Well I’m definitely gonna have to update the Cam nickname game post after our daycare provider taught a lesson on dinosaurs and sent Cam home wearing this:

(If you can’t read the nametag, it says Camasaurus Rex!)

If you don’t have kids you should probably skip this post, because it focuses on the thrill of little kids using the potty.

Last Thursday was a milestone in the Johnson household - Cam used his big boy potty! Over the last few weeks we’ve encouraged him to sit on his little blue and white plastic throne just to get him comfortable on it. Luckily he took to it right away and started sitting on it several times a day - before/after baths or around diaper changing time. In fact, it’s possible he got a too comfortable with the idea:

Anyway, Thursday night he was in the bathroom pointing out (about a hundred times) which one was his potty and which one was daddy’s potty. Aimee and I were getting a little restless, so I got my hands damp in the sink, then opened his potty and flicked some water into it, which triggers some annoyingly happy music. Cam thought that was pretty awesome, but didn’t get the hint. So I went into the other room to talk with my mom for a minute, when all of the sudden I heard Cameron crying and Aimee celebrating!

Apparently while I was gone, Cam had started dancing around nervously, saying “Mommy…ish!” She sat him down on the pot and boy did he ever make an ish! Again, I know you have to be a parent to fully appreciate this, but I’m proud to show you Cameron’s big bathroom movement…I mean moment (picture edited to keep your appetite in tact):

Way to go buddy! Next up, driver’s permit!

Brinkley had some open sores on her foot over the last few weeks, so we had to put her in the dreaded plastic lamp shade of doom for a while:

Fortunately, she’s doing much better now. However, Brinkley and her sister Jada are in for another disappointment this week. First, let me say that while we do have the pups tone-trained on a remote collar system, unless we watch them constantly while we’re outside, they will leave our yard and wander the neighborhood. As a result, their potty/exercise breaks have had to be shorter and shorter (since we obviously have to keep an eye on Cam at the same time), and Aim and I have felt bad about that.

So, in an attempt to improve quality of life for them and us, we’re biting the bullet and installing Invisible Fence tomorrow. I know a lot of dog owners are against this kind of “jail,” but I think it’s a win-win for everyone.

Plus, I’m buying a third collar so I can put it on Cam and teach him not to cross the street without permission. (It’s a joke, folks. You don’t have to call Dr. Phil or Oprah.)

Though slightly shy, duckcams are quite friendly and don’t mind being filmed in their natural habitat:

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Some people say I look a little young for my age, and after finding some of my old yearbook photos, I have to agree:

1958

1960

1970

1984

Actually my secret is something my pal Erin told me about. Check out YearbookYourself.com, and if you post your pics online somewhere, let us know in the comments section!