Wee champion

For the sixth day in a row, our wee little lady has been weeing in her own wee potty.  She's consistently doing all her business in the right place with only a handful of accidents.  Well done girl!

Today was Kristy's birthday so we celebrated by going to a couple of children's Fringe shows (Hairy Maclary and Arr We There Yet) before leaving Nikki and Kristy to continue in a more adult theme.  Happy Birthday Kristy, and thanks for all your help!

As I was laying in bed with the wee man, he turned to me and said "Were they people dressed up as dogs in Hairy Maclary Dada?"
I thought for a moment, torn that I might break the illusion of magic for my wee man but also not wanting to propagate a lie.  Regrettably I chose the truth, even though it meant a little of his innocence died with the answer. "Yes son" I said.
"Oh, they were really good".  After a moment, he continued, "When I'm older I want to put on a show where stars will come down from the skies, through doors, windows and chimneys and then walk upstairs to bed.  It'll be really funny."
It'll be brilliant.  I have no doubt.